The earth, as it is,
is not a place I have been.
What is this and what is that?
Who will cast the final act?
Where are you and where am I?
Do we live before we die?
Because there's life and then there's death
ripe with strife and short of breath.
Then there's lies and there's truth.
You better hide when they shout: "Shoot!"
Should we duck or should we run
when we're stuck before the gun?
There's fear and then there's joy.
So hold me near, don't be coy.
I'd like to love before I go.

The horizon's bending backwards,
stretching sideways 'cross a vision
of glimm'ring hieroglyphic superstitions.

My body's feeling heavy
but my psyche just won't let me
return alone into the void.

No voice can seem to reach me
although their pleas beseech me;
can't I stay right here a little more?

I'd never stop to question
this painless vivisection
of what my life is for.

All is not as it seems.
Life flows out from your dreams,
laughing between painted scenes
of long lost memories.

Watch them dance across the night,
but stare too long and you just might
spend your time in silent delight;
lose your time to the quiet night.

Don't grab for the fading smoke and
resist the past you've broken --
don't keep a reminiscent token --
and you may find yourself awoken.

Let me tell you, my friend:
listening for whispers on the wind
can only bring about the end.
Ah, but silence may mend

reality's split seams.
Life flows out from your dreams,
laughing between painted scenes
of long lost memories.

She said it was forever
and that I surely knew.

Though we spent a lifetime together,
far apart we grew.

Now the peak has passed,
gone beyond the plateau.

A grand descent back down to earth
is all my heart could do.

She's left me feeling altered.
She's left me here askew.

She's left me here to ponder
what I thought I knew.

You're in the belly of the beast
but don't let it get you down.
You're in the belly of the beast
and no one can see you frown.

See how they look at you?
They'll try to ***** you in.
Is there anything you can do
to make it out again?

You're in the belly of the beast,
try not to make a sound.
You're in the belly of the beast,
but soon you will be found.

Hear how they laugh at you,
they'll fill you up with doubt.
But don't forget what they hold true
is something you can laugh about.

You're in the belly of the beast,
but don't let your spirit fall.
You're in the belly of the beast,
listen for your call.

Hate me, my darling.
I know I've done you wrong.
Hate me, my darling,
for the trouble I have caused.

I'm grabbing my belongings.
I'm leaving today.
I'm grabbing my belongings
and you can't make me stay.

Hate me, my darling.
I know I've been unfair.
Hate me, my darling,
for the times I wasn't there.

Trouble won't find me
and all I have earned.
Trouble won't find me;
those lessons I have learned.

Hate me, my darling.
I know I'm not the one.
Hate me, my darling,
now that I've said we're done.

Know that I'll be lonely
without you next to me.
Know that I'll be lonely,
but at least I'll be free.

Another day gone in the blink of an eye.
I'm feeling confused, but don't really know why.
So I do what I can
just to get by.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I spend most my time up in my mind,
not really concerned with the things I may find.
I open my heart,
let it all unwind.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I'm going through life with my eyes open wide,
trying to find a good reason to try
when you're too old to quit,
but too young to die.

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees.

I train all my thoughts up to the sky,
aim to dissect The Truth from The Lie;
but could it be:
the best is passing me by?

And the sun silhouettes those fading trees