explorer with connan mockasin

Justice

Step out through the back door
Nothing but plain blue sand in sight
Flat, nasty
But what s that looking lonesome on the horizon
Walk closer and get a better look
It s tall, 10-stories tall
Some kind of dog-thing standing on all fours
Feels warm, feels okay
But I have to wait and see

Well i m lucky to be part of
The sharing of the bed door
I can feel the moonlight
Where the shadows look like veins
I can hear the body
It s slapping through my brain

We re all, we re all, we re all redundant