The simple times has come to an end
Show reality the concept
Flowing like water in a tap
We are all lost in religion

the belief of nothing but all today
We all want to believe in pills to stay
Making us better to succumb day by day
Screeching noises on black boards all to stay
Forgotten memories walking to a moving tray

keep on singing through the bark
The dreamer stays out in the light
for never seeing the real dark
the light makes it seem forever a sight

God makes me need someone
Face my guilty conscience religiously
On my pillow the world seek nothing
yellow creek slipping my name

Setting up green feathers
Up around my head
Do I matter all that I say
Mind blowing me all the way

Trust the people in my head everyday
They are better off helping me all the way
Without them I'm just another ordinary fiend
I will make you my real life friend

Without trying to hold you with a knife
Simple things are made to be found
Your hand in my life
All I want is for my partner to understand
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Our journey is only starting now