{Verse riff} Blood from a stone Water from wine. Born under earplay design. A stroke of bad luck, wrong place, wrong time. This flyer is out of the lime.
The story is a sad one, told many times.
The story of my life in trying times.
Just add water, stir in lime.
How the west was won and where it got us.
{Verse riff} Canary got trapped, the uranium mine. A stroke of bad luck, now the bird has died. a marker to mark where my tears run dry. I cross it, bless it, alkali.
The story is a sad one, told many times.
The story of my life in trying times.
Just add water, stir in lime.
How the west was won and where it got us.
{Piano solo}
{Verse riff} I didn't wear glasses cause I thought it might rain. Now I can't see anything. I made a mistake, chalked it up to design. I cracked through time, space, Godless and dry. I point my nose to the northern star, watch the decline from a hazy distance.
