Solar System-Microphones

Solar System - Microphones Now you're gone, i won't fall, fall in the fire Oh no, i am lacking, i want what i see You fireball have rolled away, in shaded valleys So here i am the creek bed, so here i feel my way in the dark What wonder, what treasure map, what breaking of day What stream used to flow here, and now what dusty decay Let the flash flood begin, wash me down there canyon Quicksand pull me in, blow over me solar wind You're vultures in trees, i know you're out there You're lanterns on lakes, i know you're out there You're soccer balls on knees, through your skirt i see Youre legs gracefully, i know you're out there You're swaying and pleased, i know you're out there You're vultures and tress, i know you're out there You're mountainous peaks, don't let gravity win Blow on me solar wind, i know you're out there