Primitive Man - Fruit Bats

Oh, the time that you broke down and told me that one dream

Your eyes a bit misty and so sincere

Where the rivers were veins so relentlessly pumping

And the sky was a monster made out of tears

I recall when you woke up and told me another

If huge uncontrollable helium hands

And an antelope’s heart and a quiver of arrows

Were the gifts that you got from the primitive man

Or the time you were screaming and sweating and crying

Dreaming of a ride in a leaky raft

Down the rivers, the veins so relentlessly pumping

Deep in to the heart of the primitive man

Deep in to the heart of the primitive man

Deep in to the heart of the primitive man

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