Paleness of swollen eyes, staring into the mist;
Colors and shapes, mixed in the picture of dream.
Tired limbs, broken will to persist:
Flock of people is marching away downstream.
Hail the purifying flame.
Wrinkles of pressing past, deeply cut in the face;
Broken thoughts, washed away by the rain.
Getting used to being last in the race:
Meet yourself in the mirror and bow to the game.
Hobo From the Outer Space
- Cannibal Hobo
- My Truck
- Dogs From The Outer Space
- Rusty Beard And His Crew
- Land of the Unheard Song
- Dancing On The Grave
- Coelophysis Struthiomimus
- Tractor Driver Fred
- Frozen Booty Jam
- I'm Going To Jail