I fall out of a fervid dream, gasping as I wake
The visions churning in my mind slowly drift away
But the feeling lingers here inside my chest, it slithers through my veins

Sometimes I wish the mornings wouldn’t start in such a way
I scrape the rust off of my joints, more there every day
I don’t need the Sun to be so bright, but I don’t get a say

Give me a cool October evening and a drink to burn my throat
Let the music rumble low
Let me catch a little glimpse tonight, a glimpse of what’s unknown

I hear primeval secrets whispered in my dreams
I know that certain truths have been concealed from history
But the secrets in the songs of morning birds, I don’t know what they mean

Give me a cool October evening, serve the bourbon neat
Let me breathe the night air deep
Let me close my eyes and catch a glimpse, a glimpse of what’s unseen

I stood upon a precipice over hell’s own lake
But when the morning Sun approached, the view began to fade
Someday I’ll get back there to explore every crag, every cave

The leeches will keep biting until all your blood is drained
And the giants grind your bones down until only dust remains
Well if those fuckers ask for me, just tell them I’m on break

Give me a cool October evening and a drink to burn my throat
Let the music rumble low
Let me catch a little glimpse tonight, a glimpse of what’s unknown

Let me catch a little glimpse tonight, a glimpse of what’s unknown