Eskimo

I find myself disposed


Brightness fills empty space


In search of inspiration


Harder now with higher speed


Washing in on top of me


So I look to my eskimo friend


I look to my eskimo friend


I look to my eskimo friend


When I'm down, down, down.




Rain it wets muddy roads


I find myself exposed


Tapping doors, but irritate


In search of destination


Harder now with higher speed


Washing in on top of me


So I look to my eskimo friend


I look to my eskimo friend


I look to my eskimo friend


When I'm down, down, down.




When I'm down, down, down.


When I'm down, down, down.