Dust Radio

Walk it with the father 
Talk it with the son 
Baby got vision child 
Like a loaded gun 
She use my body 
Like carrion crow 
Doing our transmission thing 
On dust radio 
Baby call the number 
Nobody left in town 
Baby paint skulls and constellations on the ground 
Where she lay me gently, she lay me slow 
Somebody receiving up there 
On dust radio 
Walk it with the spirit 
Talk it with the spine 
Mama sing "Open up yourself when worlds align" 
My Secret Jesus, 
The Good Red Road 
On blood antenna 
And dust radio