Fell out of the sky into my lap
Scored the atmosphere with streaks of black
Scratch my head and make myself a silver foil hat
I have seen the end and can confirm that we're all coming back
We're all coming back
Yeah, we're all coming back
The yellow around a bruise is the sun
And it's got those darker hues on the run
You would be right to assume you'll be stuck here
Doing time as buzzard food 'til you reappear
Or 'til I find you
In the dog bowl, of my soul
Lick it empty, drink it full
Sleeping dog, twitching eyes
Dreaming of me, dreaming of my hands
Pulling open sliding screen doors, sliding screen doors
I've known you many times before
I've known you many lives before
I've known you in many different forms
But the one you are now is the one I've been waiting for
Yeah, we're all coming back