Clover Songtext
von J. E. Sunde

We lay down in a bed of clover
Sunlight on the water and the clouds are passing over
We interpret dreams and read the signs
Try and translate their intentions for the waking mind
Try and translate their intentions for the waking mind

On the road I scan the stations
On a search for inspiration but you always lose your patience
You say God died a long time ago
I guess I′ll try and find salvation then in rock'n roll
Yeah I′ll try and find salvation than in rock'n roll


Well it's not what I thought it would be
I haven′t found the woman who will make me what I should be
And all my tricks to pass the time
Well they offer some distraction but don′t satisfy

Is there wisdom in that crazy desert mystic
Descending with the tablet and the fiery name of God
Or the posture of the existential skeptic
Resigned to face the forces that are red in tooth and claw

Or is it merely a vestigial need
To seek solace though the answers are flawed
Born of science or an ancient creed
A dividing line or divining rod
A dividing line or divining rod
A dividing line or divining rod