Lyrics Mark Lanegan – Ode To Sad Disco

The sun’s tolling bell
Subterranean eyes
A thousand to one
The factory line

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

A tower of stones
Sympathy’s shade
Ride a white horse
The drowned on parade
A diamond headed serpent climbs a vine
See all the lonely children lose their minds
A mountain of dust burns in your mouth
Here there’s no north, just south

Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own

Thirst swollen tongue
An arcadian twist
The sleepwalk is done
Yet the notion persists
Cars outside the window careening by
The hollow headed morning is unkind
Gloria
I get down on my knees

Here I have seen the light