"Exalted" lyrics - THURSTON MOORE

She is the future
And a prophetess
Also oracle
Spaced out in timelessness

Cool rider
Sukeban fighter
A wallflower tripper
French kisser

And exhilarated now
Higher, higher
Deep trance and soul dances
Soaking winds enhances

Peyote walker
Sweet talker
Soul stalker
Spell weaver
Receiver

Herb-stink shaman
A morphine woman
My opium girl
The free grass world

I name it, your music
I name it exalted
A restrained shaman
I name her Arethrean

Oh my comedian
Oh my Delphic
Oh my turpentines