Black Holes in the Sand

Buried in the sand an ancient talisman touched by a
thousand hands in violence
uncharted waters call to the desert's inner soil but lead us to a wall of silence and as i lie amongst the stones, carvings and bones the still waters run deep

buried in the sand an ancient talisman touched by a thousand hands in violence
this monument to greed we are cowering beneath is crushing everything we fought for and as i lie among the stones, carvings and bones the still waters run
deep

Hey little girl do you need a ride?
I've got room in my wagon why don't you hop inside
We could cruise down Robert Street all night long
But I think I'll just rape you and kill you instead

Diane Diane Diane
Diane Diane Diane

I heard there's a party at Lake Cove
It'd be so much easier if I drove
We could check it out
We could go and see
Oh won't you come take a ride with me

Diane Diane Diane
Diane Diane Diane

We could lay in the weeds (?) for a little while
I'll put all your clothes in a nice neat little pile
You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life
But it's over now and with my knife

Diane Diane Diane
Diane Diane Diane