Heads of Dust, Hearts of Lust

As I lay thinking of the things that I had seen,
Scattered across my weary mind.
The sun bursts through there in the corner of the sky,
The world lit up before my eyes.
Memories come crawling out once hidden deep inside,
They make me laugh, they make me tremble with desire;
They fill my head with dust, they fill my heart with lust.
You never know what you may find.
Oh, no, don't go.
Oh, no, don't go.