Lyrics
hieroglyphic stevie nixes burn their incense to the rumours in the sky
in the backyards of america i am stumbling seven whiteclaws in my eyes
tenuously reading what the tarot card conveys
what her ancient mystic crystals say
so expensive sitting sunning on the sill
pray for good vibes all you want it don't ever pay the bills
no t shirt and a bad ass vest
i get it, i too am on a spirit quest
i watched cosmic cowboys take heroic doses in the temple of the bar
some of us will get so high to find we haven't traveled very far
they say the most of us must become the least
i get the notion that they will not go in peace
i've seen the liberteens as pious as the monks
i'm gonna worship the possums and the snakes the woodpeckers and the skunks
if you're offering absolution, I'll confess
i'll eat your donuts, i'm on a spirit quest
ain't it funny how the things you thought you needed were just prisons of the mind
yea chains and regulations of sensations till you're blind in all three eyes
there are secrets, there are things i cannot see
i'm quite convinced that they're right in front of me
i'm gonna light a candle on the altar in my chest
and let it shine through my eyes on this weird and broken mess
love is simple, everything is, I guess
i don't know, i'm on a spirit quest
Jesse Welles 