Tekster:
Guided By Voices One More

one more all people good hearts One more have you discovered another cold planet one more have you discovered another cold planet one more Moses

strange moonlight? No guiding star So far from home Walked the way o' promise to find but snow Throughout, the voice of the winds brings nothing more

by the righteous parasite Searching' for paradise, which is the birth-right Of a celestial nazarite, with appetites to bite from the tree of life Smight, eadamite, sodomite, more

then I'll gladly join and make plans but for now only our t-shirts cry freedom and our voices are gagged by our greed our minds are harnessed by knowledge by

I heard em say me and K don't even speak no more Then why you hear my voice coming out these speakers for We gone keep on talking we gone keep on walking

the mountain on high Towards the battle we go side by side Our hearts are filled with honor and pride 'Cause we know our time has come Silent voices

The music you hear -even the voice- especially the voice is constructed entirely from bones breaking, blood flowing, and the like. A fly in flight supplies

palace... poisoned blades and chalices surround me. I thirsted for a balm, but my thirst was slaked by an envenomed draught. My swordarm shackled by tendrils of sloth... enthralled by

we stood so closely by watched them hold each other's hand On their faces love had written we're making plans Then he said to her you're my guiding