Stoned Immaculate

I tell you this

No eternal reward will forgive is now

For wasting the dawn

Back in those days

Everything was simpler and more confused

One summer night, going to the pier

I ran into two young girls

The blonde was called Freedom

The dark one, Enterprise

We talked and they told me this story

Now listen to this

I'll tell you about Texas Radio and the Big Beat

Soft driven slow and mad

Like some new language

Reaching your head

With the cold, sudden fury

Of a divine messenger

Let me tell you about heartache

And the loss of god

Wondering, wondering

In hopeless night

Out here in the perimeter

There are no stars

Out here we is stoned

Immaculate