Soothe me at the yucca's feet Taste the salt of salt and sand Feel the burn I know you can Deep, deep in my mind Hear about god's heavenly spies Speak about rolling skies Here comes the rust Deep, deep in my mind Took a dose from the crooked man Spit it back in his fisted hand Smells like rust Take a breath for me Take a breath by the salton sea Taste the sweet of salt and sand Feel the burn I know you can Take a breath for me Let me feel her peace You've seen the winter drop from behind my fisted eyes Now hear about the salton spies Speak about rolling skies' highs