I'm moving, I'm changing
I might
Find myself
Out in
The desert's land
Raise the moon
Call the dead
Touch the sky
Curse the sand
I might
Leave myself
Out in
The desert's land
Like the serpent
Glides from it's skin
With gentle moves
On floors of sin
Serpent MovesI'm moving, I'm changing I might Find myself Out in The desert's land Raise the moon Call the dead Touch the sky Curse the sand I might Leave myself Out in The desert's land Like the serpent Glides from it's skin With gentle moves On floors of sin |