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