Tuning : Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb To the centre of the earth, or anywhere that god decides Full of fever pulling forth, We hear our call as all Into the centre of the earth, as written in DNA is reaching out, to your frequency I want to live Don't want to die I want to live I want to try All in prayer, prayer in all All are scared, scared of all Black rooms are calling, to men in leather coats White labs are cooking up the silver ghost The glass migrates under, her translucent skin And all the spiders wonder, what we've got us in All is you, you are all All with you, you in all I want to live Don't want to die I want to live I want to try So beats the final coda, of a vinyl storm One more cherry cola, to lift up her dead arms A dream of soft focus sunsets, filters through the din We are losing contact, as she dials away She can hear glass calling, or is it someone that looks like him? She eyes TV reflection, and nods a knowing look She says it doesn't matter, she never liked her looks I have seen a thousand fractures, I have seen everything Cause knowing is its own answer, love something in a book There's not much left to ponder, not much left to cook As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her As she counted the spiders, as they crawled up inside her As she counted the spiders, ah-ahh End on