Lately I've been trying to answer these questions
In the paradox of learning that eats away my innocence
Conundrums will settle in the spectrum of thinking
That collect here like cobwebs over every new circumstance
When I'm given too much to return
When I am punished by a common expense
So I am finally starting to learn
What it means to rely on my friends
Now it comes back to the way I was feeling
When I was much younger and
Abandoned by my own accord
And all the emotions stored up in my body
Seep out through my skin to
Reflect the way I'm living
In a dream of life, some say exist
Waking hours do seem to conceal so much more
Every moment of peace in this complacent struggle
Seems to promise a golden reward
Now the present is disheveled through galactic interaction
The steaming machines of commerce and justice
The lust of the ego
The egg and the halo
The empty cardboard box at the end of every rainbow
The poisonous water, the chemical air
The corpse in it's coffin, the king in his chair
The feast on the table. The cupboard so bare
The tower of garbage hides a maiden so fair
And you, ravenous students, are corrupted by knowledge
In this village of idiots where
The devil's seven children
Have become villains preaching their way to salvation
In the stations we choose
Just to feel like we are living
Oh!
The treasure I've found in the eyes of damnation
And the symbols I could never understand
It's so hard to find love when you no longer seek
Any difference in women and man
Hear the whir of each machine that hides in your wall
See the steps leading up to the inevitable fall
Can you tell there's a way you could push through them all
Can you look through the cracks that slither on in the air
Can you see that there is something to know beyond there
Well
New awareness awaits those of patience, and prayer
New awareness awaits those of patience, and prayer
The next time you arrive in some new city square
Could you promise me some correspondence from there
Though I am not a man who is easily scared
And I won't sit here dreaming of the places where you are
I am a monster when I'm drunk, and I'm a paranoid liar
And it is not just your voice, but your shape which I desire
It is not just your voice, but your shape which I...
Now taste the digital hum of the new antique world
All of the constant peaceful noise
All of the chaos if our wars
Here we are, fighting for a standard with no meaning at all
We have surrendered the spirit to quietly dissolve
In the terror of our learning and the fear of our gods
Until we're comfortable and crazy in our own little pods
We are sterilized and lazy in our own...
So I lay with my stomach expanding
In my troth of endless peace
And as the smoke ambles up from the ashtray
It commences to encompass all the air that I breathe
I am watching you without you knowing
There is nobody else who I see
You have defined all toward which I have been reaching
You reside in an aura of intangible dream
But I am nobody's friend, nobody's love
And I'm through with pretending I am
But I'm never concerned with the way the world turns
There is only this burning desire
To show you who I am
Though it feels like someone has taken my place
And stolen my face and disgraced my name
I know it's just the way that I've changed
And we all make mistakes, and we all must be shamed
It has happened before, and it will happen again
But it is so hard to know what I am feeling
It is so hard to see through the fog
All of the figures who move here before me
Are they women or men? Are they mortals or gods
Now take a good look at everything that surrounds you
And if all that matters has fallen apart
Have I surrendered my soul to oblivion
If I pass through this world without leaving a mark
So bury the hatchet into the skull of my sadness
I'm off to the garden to watch the new flowers bloom
And open my ears, and open my eyes
And wait for the wind that caresses and moves
Through my unfettered mind, oh how kind the world seems
To hand me this life with the cost just to be
To fill me with feeling and unconscious dream
Oh! What more could I ask of this physical plane
Carve into the earth, fingernails through the dirt
I will pull up the worms, I will pluck out the weeds
Keep clean and sustained in the sun and the rain
I'll assemble the cradle and tend to the seeds
Oh what beautiful growth from this desolate place
Its majesty mirrors the whole human race
Where all good and evil inhabit one space
I am humbled and blessed by it all...