Darkness-fueled thoughts
Leftovers gone to waste
We didn't belong here
The poisonous taste

For the rest of our lives
For the rest of our lives
Never did
Give it a try
The try gave it away

We're not here to stay

We carried on West
to the land of the sunset.
There's a tunnel through the clouds
to the other side of the sky.
I hope we make out of South Dakota
before we all die...

The clouds seem more near.
It's carefully carved here,
meandering dusty Mars,
we follow the chain of cars.
Red stripes through the sand.
Dust off a sleepy hand...

Sipping on the sunset
The city shimmers silver strings
Of spiderweb dew
And I've got no clue

A tired dog trots through
a gas station parking lot
panting for water
but no one can spare
any, or even care

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

And dried blood washes off your hands
but it's okay 'cause you've got plans
for a better world
plans for your better world

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

Prisms of plastic make--
nothing; rainbows are fake
I'm stuck in my head, my fear
I might just take
the next exit out of here

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

Motivated to be peaceful by
an illegal state of mind
if the world was safe
I'd be doing my time

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
Such a harmless thing to do

I don't think it's possible for us
to grow into a foresty place
but I've been wrong before.
No one wins in the human race

But don't mind me
I'm just passing through
*Such a harmless thing to do

The red and the orange
under the bark of a tree
the dragons, they flow
around the twists and the turns
in the shade it is cool
in the sun you may burn
sing to the mountains
to see what you learn
the lights in the sky
sense you walk by
the mountains are waiting
they know you are shy
they know you're afraid
and you wanna get paid
but the hole in your soul
yeah it won't go away
if you fill it with space...
go with the flow
continue to grow
follow your soul
Hold up a thumb
with no place to run
but someone to find
who loves like the sun
or maybe a van
that starts with a plan
strum your guitar and
perhaps get a tan
sing to the streets
for something to eat
some cash for some gas
none for shoes for your feet
home's anywhere
'cause you make me complete...
go with the flow
continue to grow
follow your soul
The mountains of pines
that grow in straight lines
leave me a wood staff
that aged over time
one more day has passed
I should want to collapse
my paper maché soul
is made up from maps
the paper-cut clouds
that don't make a sound
cast patches of darkness-
drift along the ground
the sharp taste of blood
the warmth of the flood
I never expect that
I'm biting my tongue...
go with the flow
continue to grow
*follow your soul

Without a sound, lay awake
In a dark, cramped car,
Four thirty in a parking lot,
We hadn't got much sleep so far.

I watched the sky through the window
Turn into dark blue,
Heard someone say
The sun is rising.. So we all did too.

I walked on the sand
Toward lake Michigan.
I saw the waves smooth the edge
And I knew what you meant again.

As I saw them shatter
And I saw them fold,
I took a single step forward
And the water on my feet was cold.

To my left was a castle
Made of feathers and sand,
Where some happy souls had played.
On my sides rested empty hands.

The clouds turned pink,
The sky, a pale blue.
Watched reflections ripple colors
In the morning, thought of only you.

The nature of light
Continued the same,
Churning weightlessly the surface
Of the psychedelic windowpane.

Though the end of the water
Escaped my eyes,
I saw the vanishing point
Where the lake met the new sky.

The current pulled me out
With the strength of a thirst.
It all reminded me of infinite
Potential of the universe.

The turns above stirred
The air with their wings.
My eyes stared backward
At a mind full of memories.