Desert Meat

Driving on a freeway rising Watching all the suns arrive Believing all the hearts are freezing Don't know if I will survive Death is on the last horizon The desert sun turns my lips dry The vultures watch and they are circling Blacked out sun a widening sky Control me Console me Control me Maybe we're all small and mortal Maybe we'll turn endlessly Around ourselves and the sun This world is wild but it's not free Blinded on this freeway rising Giving all the sons a ride Loving you well that's just frightening No one here gets out alive Control me Console me Control me