The Hill Dwellers Lyrics

Way back deep into the brain
Way back past the realm of pain
Back when there′s never any rain

And the rain falls gently on the town
And over the heads of all of us
And in the labyrinth of streams beneath
The quiet unearthly presence
Of nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around

Reptiles abounding
Fossils
Caves
Cool air heights

Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled
A beast car locked in against morning
All now sleeping
Fronts silent
Mirrors vacant

Dust lying under the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets
And daughters
Smug with semen

Eyes in their nipples
Wait!

There's been a slaughter here