Testo Brown-Eyed Dog

Sometimes my flesh entwines with the bones of your breath a long ride on an endless stretch of abandoned highway I wake up and there's this dog against the slate-gray sky one brown one blue eye and there's this beautiful crack in the pavement where the grass grows tall and the wind caresses my face and I feel like a ghost 'cause I can hear the people the passing cars but I'm all alone I love your crazy heart the sacred drum with these hands I'll dig a tunnel to the sun we've got to find a new way and it's got to be true it's got everything to do with you we've got to find a new way and it's got to be true it's got everything to do with you