I made the machines
my friends

We had this rock n roll thing
to work through
and the pain
and the ecstasy pulled us through

(i never knew it would be you )
axis of that moment roaring

symmetry of our perfect centrifuge
(everything we've loved and feared)

All ghosts and angels riding
free
Ride free with you
Ride free alone

(I know my gods are
with me)

I keep your tears in an amulet
I keep your smile as a shield

I keep your warmth (it's another
sun inside my fire-heart)

I tattooed your name inside
my wings
(with the blood we bled)

It's okay for you to be free
from me
(I'm just some kinda bird anyway)

Some eagle or
somethin'

(some kind a' tribal tattoo,
where only the mythological
content remains)