FIRES AT THE COSMIC DAWN Did you forget your name in the middle of the desert? Did you forget your soul in the middle of a railroad? Let she red fox lead you to the next episode! Let she red fox lead you to the next episode! Fires! At the cosmic dawn! Fires! At the cosmic dawn! (the bird said nevermind) Oh I hope you remember the time When we were thrown Between these two mountains A narrow way seemed to be our streamline Let the golden scarab lead us to the next episode Oh hail to the morning! Is this the end of the road? Fires at the cosmic dawn! Fires at the cosmic dawn!

DRY AND SOFT I am in love with that cute sound of rock I am in tune with that mood of the moon Someone’s coming, hey listen well Yeah that’s a bunch of friends heading to disgrace Nice to meet you honey, do you wanna make it again? Nice to meet you honey, do you wanna make it again? There’s a skeleton walking around He desperately looks for a girl (to do it fair) And just like me he’s quite dry But we still are being very soft yeah! Nice to meet you honey, wanna make it again? Back in time to the 75’s To tear apart your white dress with a hard shape blade Interrupting upstairs That’s your jealous tail looking for a mess with us Nice to meet you honey, wanna make it again? I am in love with that cute sound of rock! I am in tune with that mood of the moon yeah! Waiting for midnight Away from the sun Now take your hair and shake it round your neck yeah! Nice to meet you honey, wanna make it again? Dry and soft we keep our souls now Dry and soft we keep our souls now Dry and soft we keep our souls now Nice to meet you honey, wanna make it again? Dry and soft we keep our souls now Nice to meet you honey, wanna make it again? This is a story about a very young man Nobody knows if it is wrong This is a story about a very young man Nobody knows if it is a hoax But I say ho! You’ve gotta make it your own I say ho! You’ve gotta make it your own This is a story about a very young girl Nobody knows if it is true This is a story about a very young girl Nobody knows if it is a fake And I say ho! You’ve gotta make it your own I say ho! You’ve gotta make it your own I see a dead man on the floor I see a dead man on the floor I see a dead man on the floor I see a dead man on the floor

Pilgrim Now tell me what the echo said to you Your face has changed Has turned into sylurian rock But come come Even if you Have broken your vow Sun is falling Sun is falling before my eyes Old red sandstone Lost forever Lost forever In the vastness Driving back home Ours is not a ride into despair It’s not a war crime to be the brave Who draws beyond the horizon? Between the day and night When everything has passed away Ours is not a ride into despair It’s not a war crime to be the brave Who draws beyond the horizon? Between the day and night When everything has passed away Sun is falling Sun is falling before my eyes It was a story about a rider living into the Sun It was a story about a rider living into the Sun It was a story about a rider living into the Sun It was a story about a rider living into the Sun But come come Even if you... Have broken your vow