Texty: Mars Volta. Octahedron. Cotopaxi.

When Sanskrit brought my mother tongue
Scarabs filled the pillow
Comic strips to pay for them
Fools from which to teach

And in that pulse the future said
Story had been spun
Wet your bed so sleep in it
Cards can make a house

Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We'll be lucky if we eat tonight
Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That's why I'll magnify a hole

When light years came and light years passed
Tugging on the brink
Smoldering bullet missing
Put down in its sleep

Strangled in the background
Fitted for a mask
Future won't believe you
Here's the revered past

Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We'll be lucky if we eat tonight
Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That's why I'll magnify a hole

Don't beat around the pulpit there is no lost and found
Where is the devil waiting trying to disguise?
I've seen what you used to look like
Down here you won't survive

I've got the weight of half of the world
Don't stop dragging the lake, don't stop dragging the lake
I won't come home if you can't come home
Even if you make a grave with my name

I've got the weight of half of the world
You'd better keep on looking for me
I won't come home if you can't come home
Don't stop dragging the lake, don't stop dragging the lake

Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
We'll be lucky if we eat tonight
Up that hill go the last of my crumbs
That's when I'll magnify a hole in your abdomen

Find me the head
And I'll show you the body
Lay it to rest
Don't say you're sorry