Now you're gone, won't fall, fall in the fire

oh no, I am lacking, I want what I see

you fireball has rolled away, in shaded valleys

so here I am the creek bed, so here I feel my way in the dark

what wonder, what treasure map, what breaking of day

what stream used to flow here, and now what dusty decay

let the flash flood begin, wash me down there canyon

quicksand pull me in, blow over me solar wind

you're vultures in trees, I know you're out there

you're lanterns on lakes, I know you're out there

you're soccer balls on knees, through your skirt I see

youre legs gracefully, I know you're out there

you're swaying and pleased, I know you're out there