Bond Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Soul Coughing

(M. Doughty w/808 State) 

The trouble is 

a single atom 

shot at random 

random fire 

two particles 

fused and coupled 

once united 

multiply 

the waves run 

underground 

electric power 

copper wire 

some tiny evil 

bursts the surface 

lays quiet like 

insecticide 

Slanted, the eyes 

and this bonds mind to mind 

the risk is mine 

and this bonds mind to mind 

She says a word 

across the ocean 

I hear the spit 

I hear the sigh 

the wavelength 

undivided 

to drain the fruit 

and leave the rind 

the shot runs 

through her wiring 

through her curve 

through her spine 

to feel an impulse 

rising rising 

a mess of reason 

and kissing eyes.