Space ships can't tame the jungle   And I feel like I'm giving in   We've been drivin' through a desert   Looking for a life to call our own      I push, I pull   The days go slow into a void we filled with death   And noise that laughs, falls off their maps   All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain      Something's coming, sky is purple   Dogs are howling to themselves   Days are changing with the weather   Like a rip tide could rip us away      I push, I pull   The days go slow into a void we filled with death   And noise that laughs, falls off their maps   All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain      I push, I pull   The days go slow into a void we filled with death   And noise that laughs, falls off their maps   All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain