i sing in the hole deep down
where the other voices can not reach
down cool and dark with the other machines
singing deep down
sweet helluva thing harmony in critical mass
boring holes in the foam deep down
i swear we make the center sing along
i feel earth now
i wave to you from holly in now
i never belonged to a god
i wave from the graveyard shift parking lot attendant
i am aware we sparkle
wild sing in the hole deep down
the coffee and sugar and smoke in the dark
down rocking my machines to sand
pulling ghost from the rock
sweet sweet dixieland blue psychedelly
hunt the little moments in the stream
earthie takes all of your bad dreams
earthie earth the earth
i wave to you from harold now
i am in the blue VW
i wave from the man who spins
i know we are all just fine