Raindrop in My Skull

There's a raindrop in my skull

I'm too shaky now to get it out

I guess it fell from some far away cloud

Bloated with radiation

Oh

Some people are singing of the birth

Of another soulless troll who strolled to the

My guitar feels strange in my hands

I have almost no tactable perceptions

On the TV there's a Mexican horror film

It isn't dubbed, I'm not really watching

Oh

Some people are singing of the birth

Of another film estine

Who grows to ravage the earth

Oh

Last night when you left me

I took a walk through the fog

And the gossamer ride of the stong womb

The haunting strangely humid picture

Winter's waning

The recurring dream of the swarm

There's a raindrop in my skull

I'm too messed up now to get it out

It must've fallen from a mind somewhere else

Now I'm fixated on it