The war finally ended
Now I’m competing with silence
Went out with electricity
And fell into the shady parts of a dream
I remember, dreaming by day
Under the sun my will of instinct gave way
To a place in the garden where I was sound and safe
The hungry gorge of my heart
Swallowed by the abyss
It bought a ticket to a ride
As a monster sleeping under a tree
His sweet delights belong in heaven
But endless nights come as 70x7
Don’t let him become extinct
It’ll be quite awhile before he sees the pink again
Adventuring erratically through the stars
Should not be a crime
Should not be a lesson to those who can’t travel far
So crucify the insincere
Dissolve the tribe
Let them hear the truth
Reigning off the rooftops of your mind
Your interpretations are nothing
But umbrellas of power
I rather sit in my own sun-shower
And watch them paint over their third eye
With television and false contritions
Liberating landscapes of dreams
Till no one can find their wings