Green To Me

The morning image from the satellite is all blue and green And we've all got wounds to clean Here's a rag, here's some gasoline She wakes up fine and rested well Released at last from in the sleeping cell Breathing comes with ease It's a sweet revenge Built on a chemical ride My medicine man is the best Wires to the temples, place them on Lace them on, let's see how we sound It's all green to me What a sweet revenge It's all green to me See them lift off one by one I see a cool spot here let's bring her down Pedal to the ground A lovely mess That I am blessed to see Of me She lifts her wings up high Send her shrill of a lifetime until we die All the dreams, details Affected in the colored sky The morning image from the satellite is all blue and green And we've all got wounds to clean Here's a rag, here's some gasoline It's all green to me {it lifts up your days in a single phase, I felt your hand} {lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize}