Green To Me

The morning image from the satellites

Is all blue and green

And we've all got wounds to clean

Here's a rag, here's some gasoline

She wakes up fine and rested well

Released at last from in the sleeping cell

Breathing comes with ease

It's a sweet revenge, built on a chemical ride

My medicine man is the best wires to the temples

Place them on let's see how we sound

It's all green to me

What a sweet revenge

It's all green to me

See them lift off one by one, I see a cool spot here

Let's bring her down, level to the ground

A lovely mess that I am blessed to see, of me, of me

She lifts her wings up high

Sensors show a lifetime until we die

And all the dreams' details perfected in the colored sky

The morning image from the satellites

Is all blue and green

And we've all got wounds to clean

Here's a rag, here's some gasoline

It's all green to me

(Lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize)

It's all green to me

(It lifts up your days in a single phase, I felt your hand)

It's all green to me

(Lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize)

It's all green to me

(It lifts up your days in a single phase)