Two, three

In the morning

In the evening

My mother was of the sky

My father was of the earth

But I am of the universe

And you know what it's worth

I'm lonely

The eagle picks my eye

The worm he licks my bone

I feel so suicidal

Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones

Lonely

Black cloud crossed my mind

Blue mist round my soul

Feel so suicidal

Even hate my rock and roll

Yeah, want to die