Earthquake Weather — Beck

Spaceships in the jungle In the field of ??? We've been driving through the desert Looking for a life to call our own

I push, I pull, the days go slow Into a void, we flirt with death A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain ??? little things

Something's coming, sky is purple Dogs are hounding to themselves Days are changing with the weather Like a riptide come rip us away

I push, I pull, the days go slow Into a void, we flirt with death A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain ??? little things

I push, I pull, the days go slow Into a void, we flirt with death A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain ??? little things