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Running outside the Nazca Lines
You know I see you all in white
Hoping you'll grow the fruitful vines
And I'll rain to give us life

Violence born within my mind
I know it always takes its time
Climbing inside the cosmic eye
And forgive the enemy

I wonder who I am
Reflections offer nothing
I wonder where I stand
I'm afraid of myself

Watching you crumble to the ground
Made me want to run away
Helping you find the golden crown
Made it easier to stay

I wonder who I am
Reflections offer nothing
I wonder where I stand
I'm afraid of myself

At the bottom of the mountain
Well aware of my surroundings
Separation from my spirit
Let the tree fall on the plain

I wonder who I am
Reflections offer nothing
I wonder where I stand
I'm afraid of myself

I am leaving this harbour
Giving urban a farewell
Its habitants seem to keen on God
I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs

I have lost my origin
And I don't want to find it again
Whether sailing into nature's laws
And be held by ocean's paws

Wanderlust! relentlessly craving
Wanderlust! peel off the layers
Until we get to the core

Did I imagine it would be like this?
Was it something like this I wished for?
Or will I want more?

Lust for comfort
Suffocates the soul
Relentless restlessness
Liberates me (sets me free)

I feel at home
Whenever the unknown surrounds me
I receive its embrace
Aboard my floating house

Wanderlust! relentlessly craving
Wanderlust! peel off the layers
Until we get to the core

Did I imagine it would be like this?
Was it something like this I wished for?
Or will I want more?

Wanderlust! from island to island
Wanderlust! united in movement
Wonderful! I'm joined with you

Wanderlust!

Can you spot a pattern?

(relentlessly restless)

I killed a man 'cause he killed my goat
I put my hands around his throat
He tried to reason with the sky and the clouds
But it didn't matter, 'cause they can't hear a sound

Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh

It's just the curl of the burl
It's just the curl of the burl
That's just the way of the world
It's just the curl of the burl

Splinters in my skin just like needles and pins
I cut through the pine, love the feeling it gives
Been out here for days, running through these streets
I'm using my hands, cutting through the disease

Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh

It's just the curl of the burl
It's just the curl of the burl
That's just the way of the world
It's just the curl of the burl

I feed the powerless
Chew it up, spit the rest
I feed the powerless
Chew it up, spit the rest

It's just the curl of the burl
It's just the curl of the burl
That's just the way of the world
It's just the curl of the burl

Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh oh

There is always someone to drive you crazy
In so many ways
First thing I say to you turn around
I got nothing to lose
You can take it all

Pushing forward to another day
Wait in line
Racing time
The path is blocked but there are other ways
Wishing for
Pushing for

Paint the world
Pave the earth
In front of you
Take what you can
It's all in your hand

Hallucination some may say is a silly thing
Escape it all
Levitating to fall

Pushing forward to another day
Wait in line
Racing time
The path is blocked but there are other ways
Wishing for
Pushing for

The climb is high but there's no better view
When you walk along the edge

Last thing I say to you don't turn around
You got the world to lose



First thing you said to me was to turn around
You got nothing to lose
Everywhere I go people drive me crazy in so many ways
And I can't take it all

I'm running away and I can't see
What's better for you is not best for me
Pushing forward another day
The path is blocked go the other way

I'm taking the punches
Blame it on my ignorance
It's mine to choose
It's mine to choose

Now I know some answers are never found
And that's the truth
And that's the truth

I'm running away and I can't see
What's better for you is not best for me
Pushing forward another day
The path is blocked go the other way

My name is Mud

My name is Mud
Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis
My name is mud, it's always been
'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes
I make 'em shine, well most the time
'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mud

My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie
That's long for Mud so I've been told
Told that by this sons-a-bitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold
I've got my pride, I drink my wine
I drink only the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months
Or were it years
The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears
We had our words, a common spat
So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat
My name is Mud

My name is Mud

M-m-m-m-m-Mud

My name is Mud

(Where you goin' city folk)