Lyrics Red Line Season - These Arms Are Snakes

Red Line Season

Give us some more
Now that it’s over
He ain’t coming back
Till the sun drops — down
I sing like this
Various visions.
(Wedding song.)
To court the corridors.
(To commit.)
To meet in the middle of the sound
Drums and them all.
(See silence.)
You lagging innocence
Like in the rot and.
(I like it.)
Give us some more
Now that it’s over
He ain’t coming back
Till the sun drops — down
Give us some more
Now that it’s over
He ain’t coming back
See the sound that breaks the dissonance.
(Seeing sound)?
Down under the covers.
(Just to write it.)
Down in foliage.
(Seeing sound.)
Til vines wrap it up
And down.
(Get up, get up.)
I stare down that corridor
Hands upon the wheel
Transmitting signals from the big man
Laughing in the dust of the night
And the land
With it’s death like grip