Transmigration

Steve Kilbey, Jeffrey Cain

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. June 27, 2018]

When the sun has left the sky
When the day plummets the abyss
Find you in the muted glare
When did you notice this

Solid gold shine in the father's mind
Creator, maintainer, destroyer or lawyer
They find you with your bit of fluff
Who looks like a faded Goya

She only comes for the consolation
Striding like a hag with comfort inside
Spreading through the population
Oh my God baby, I'm so fucking tired
These days of Gomorrah are a tribulation
Buckle to the ground, stagger 'neath the weight
Silence like a lamb in transmigration

When the moon has left the night
When the light shadows your eyes
I see you through the membrane wall
I'll wait for you to rise

Tiny piece of space in front of your face
Tiny black hole instead of a soul
I see you cross the crowded room
Where solid lines just fold

She only comes for the consolation
Striding like a hag with comfort inside
Spreading through the population
Oh my God baby, I'm so fucking tired
These days of Gomorrah are a tribulation
Buckle to the ground, stagger 'neath the weight
Silence like a lamb in transmigration
One of these days we're gonna go straight