From the recording Lipstick Smears & War Machines
There I was, just floating in my balloon...
There's lots of greenCascading to the river from the balconyAnd recentlyToo muchOh lookThe sunset's all aglowSlow burning starSinking low
I'll never beA wizard of much talent or integrityThe whisperingBegunHigh over OmahaIn dreamsWhat minds ignoreBodies scream
These are the yearsWe'll remember my friendWhere the nights turn to morningsOf days without endShould a thousand salvationsDescend from the skyObscured by the wingsOf the monkeys that fly
Away from hereTo the castle of a hydrophobic sorceressWhere monkeys growOn treesHigh over OmahaIn dreamsWhat minds ignoreBodies scream