New Illusion - Houndstooth

I’m going straight to the bottom with you

Wrap you up in the green and blue

Found myself a new illusion

Looked into it like the moon

At the bottom with you

I had a house made of honey and coal

How it shook when the thunder rolled

When I failed to get religion

I took to a role

With my beggar’s bowl

Ooh, ooh

Cling tightly

On the road and to the sea

I walk the desperate miles tonight

Into the arms of the neon light

Well I miss the El Dorado

Another pocket full of stones

And your heart and bones

Ooh, ooh

Cling tightly

On the road and to the sea