my muse brown and limp sweet and smokey on my lips the wine i taste the vine i waste it pulls me down into the ground dervish like i spin inside senses heightened inflated pride when you come i know i'm hit by a blue bullet slow and smooth don't relax and don't undo moving past foothills come in view climbing up my muscles cramp searching plains for base camp in the distance you see the slope it's snowy peaks a dimming hope long and hard your sojourne a sweet reward is yours in turn when you come i know i'm hit like a blue bullet slow and smooth don't relax and don't undo moving past foothills come in view climbing up my muscles cramp searching plains for base camp act just like a bellows ribbed leather and wood oxygenate this fellow in ways only you could oh i've found my plateau oh i've found my plateau oh i've found my plateau oh i've found my plateau