Sitting by the lake Life as imaginary As silhoutte in the lake Mistaken for this weird guy Called God Seems like he's got his reflection in the sky Sitting on the harbor Unreal that Boats have found their anchors And their destinations Surreal too Encouraging expels truancy But swaying with the dreams Life turns to a warm nuance Bringing up the destroyed To be achievers Life's is a volcano If you can handle the molten lava Under the incandescence of volcanic rocks Find litany spoken by the ashen face Drowned in the loch You'll be safe inside
"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity."-Edgar Allan Poe