Oh no! I am lacking I want what I see. You, fireball, have rolled away and shaded valleys. So here I am the creekbed, So here I feel my way in the dark What wonder? What treasure map? What breaking of day? What stream used to flow here, and now what dusty decay? Let the flash flood begin. Wash me down the canyon. Quicksand pull me in! Blow over me solar wind! (La-da-da-da...) You're vultures in trees. I know you're out there You're lanterns on lakes. I know you're out there You're soccer balls on knees, And through your skirt I see, Your legs gracefully, I know you're out there You're swaying and pleased I know you're out there You're vultures in trees, I know you're out there You're vultures in trees I know you're out there Your mountainous peaks Don't let gravity win Blow over me solar wind I know you're out there