Mother Night is choking behind a sky
of white and red
Putin�s kaleidescope trains
On the stars again

simpleton�s pleasure
we smoke ten times a day
indeed we will repeat indefinitely
morality never paid

this war is under guise of entertaining
if we tried to explain it
our friendship just might fall apart
it just might fade away

country, lake and we traded for
something we can�t describe anymore

part-time jobs and full-time dreams dreams point us
in the right direction
all of this oh all of this
is made up of reflection
it's just a reflection