Soul of Your Life
Last chance at a second glance. `Cause the first was out of
touch. Fly within the soul of your life, of your life unknown . . .
Are your full views the same to you as the empty ones set in your
mind? Fly within the soul of your life, of your life unknown . . .
What is known is nothing. Nothing is what I found. What you are is
what you're teaching. What I've learned was on the ground. Lost dust
with diamond lust and your cold feet that were stoned with rocks. Fly
within the soul of your life, of your life unknown . . . I took a
fast race at a slow pace and a stranger scene, well it was not around.
Fly within the soul of your life, of your life unknown . . .
Neverland
I said to the man: "What's your plan? Can you understand? What's
the Neverland?" The Neverland's a place where you can be anything
that you want to be. If you look you will see everything that you
want to see. I'm being led through the Neverland in my head, by a
hand. Can you help me out? Show me what life's all about. Is it
about being alone? Or is it about being cloned? I'm sooo tired. I'm
tired of being in the Neverland. Neverland is a wasteland. If I
could get out of here -- take flight -- lose fear. Hit the devil in
his face. Leave earth for outer space. Give birth to the human race.
And if I could -- cry tears for mankind in all his years. Kill the
monster in all of us, turn hate into dust. Make gold from rust. Take
off for the sky. Want to know the reason why I could leave the
Neverland (it's a wasteland).
Crystal Eyes
Alone is cool to be unless you can't find anyone. Nothing is good
for you; fuck it, have some fun. Look in on the world today; it's
like hell has opened wide. Look in on the world today through your
old crystal eyes. Wild and thoughtless crystal eyes. Don't take a
look at me. I am what I am and I just want to be. Don't you probe
me, don't you size me. Why don't you just realize I've had enough of
your crystal eyes. Everything is dangerous; just take a look around.
Sex is dangerous; love is dangerous. And now so is the sun. Pretty
soon we'll all stay home and watch the damn TV. I can't wait till I
see a show that says that TV's bad for me. -- sweet crystal eyes --
Blow Your Mind
Tell me can you see me. Am I standing in your way? Tell me can
you see me. Is it just another day? Long ago and once by chance I
thought I saw a willow dance. Weep no more on your pillow. So there
was a dancing willow. Willow dance, dance till dusk. Make the
morning burn like rust. If you're drained just rest your head. I'll
tell you what the willow said. He said: "Just you hold on now. Talk
clear, but not too loud. If you search you will find that the truth
might just blow your mind." Willow flying -- can you see me? I had
to cover my eyes. Higher than the sky -- I had to go just to show
what I did not know. But I gave them nothing. Will you come with me
-- what they wanted was more than I could give. Farther away from
here. . .
Spirit in Flames
A Spirit in flames lights the soul from within which dances on a
thin line and reels in the day. Scarcely it touches the matter that
shatters. Day break's a thin line arresting the horizon. How barely
even audible nothing seemed so touchable. It's really quite
believable, really! Existing with time in a world of its own. A
thief steals the darkness inside of his soul. He hides within the
light and calls to their graves which holds in the darkness till end
is the day.
As I looked up I saw a sharp man with a funny yellow hat. He spoke
with a diamond voice cutting clear across the sky. He had accents so
deep that I could not imagine where I had fallen. He said: "I've
never spoken so quietly with a voice so loud, but I must share my
golden message. This message is simply that I don't know where we
are, but we sure aren't here. We're somewhere else. I don't know
what this is, but it's not life." The man with the funny yellow hat
said: "This is not life -- it's something else."
Frustration
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