Fruit Bats (The)
Primitive Man
Oh, the time that you broke down and told me that one dreamYour eyes a bit misty and so sincereWhere the rivers were veins so relentlessly pumpingAnd the sky was a monster made out of tearsI recall when you woke up and told me anotherOf huge uncontrollable helium handsAnd an antelope's heart and a quiver of arrowswere the gifts that you got from the primitive manOr the time you were screaming and sweating and cryingDreaming of a ride in a leaky raftDown the rivers, the veins so relentlessly pumpingDeep into the heart of the primitive manOne two three stop
From Letras Mania