Cosmic Country Noir
LAETITIA SADIER, TIMOTHY JOHN GANE
Look in the mirror that's held out
See the spot that concerns us all
The universal place
Common ground, common space
[Chorus]
So restful
So peaceful
Feels so good
Delicious
Correspondence
Have to go through so much violence
To get to that forsaken place
Via this paradox
That space can be attained
[Chorus]
Gone the torments, uncertainties
Place where we finally
Agree.