I climb up to the mountain. Just to share my point of view. Of life, the universe and everything. I'll take you to the fountain. Just to have a drink with you.
I cannot stand to see what I see. I can't stand this place I must be. I don't mean to imply that above all am I. But again. . Kiss me goodnight, my friend.
I remember a story of great battles won. and the tale of our heroes who died by the gun. while the rest looked and smiled at the freedom they've won. but the weight of the chain slows the run.
I've seen the sunshine on the black side of the moon. and I've seen the faces that laugh and turned to cry. see his disguise see the laugh in his eyes.
Now we're on the road. The freeze is coming on. Everyone is sleeping now. The first on to bed, but the last to leave my head. So I burn another number down.
Riding on an endless carousel of wishes, hopes and dreams. And it seems that I loose more than I gain. All the same I remain hanging on a string. Is it wrong.
whispered alone. the song of an angel. echoes of a fallen tear. frayed by the wind. a weed by a willow. withered and yellow. she lays her head to die.
people can you feel anymore?. look through the keyhole, listen at the door. can you see? can you see?. . freedom is blowing away. by the wind that flies your flag.
I'm a tripper man in a space of jam. Flying in the circus of a freakshow band. My ears are wings. They take me to my dreams. I close my eyes and I'm alone here singing.
faded, faded. fell from the sky below. faded, faded. from the sky you know. . crashing through the window. fly on the wind of my soul. hover, hummingbird.
slow it down, turn around. rain again forever. drift on my way. lift my soul through the overgrow. . stone my soul down below. serenade the dying. cold blind grave, midnight shade.
I see it coming back around. I see it coming all down. I see the future is red. I see the innocent are laying dead. I hear the warlords pray. They cover the dead where they're laying.
Flashes of the devil's eye. Crying at the shadow of the sun. Faceless, and godless. Dancing through the mazes of the sky. They steal the breath of the sleeping dogs.
I am the watchful eye. I am the butterfly. You know you never heard me screaming. I am the question why. I am the butterfly. Mister Mojo can you here me screaming.
now the wind won't blow away. the sun won't come out to save the rainy day. going nowhere, not today. the great tomorrow's coming anyway. . from a tear in the sky, crying inside.
Ashes like a veil of black have lifted to the sky. With the frightened face of death revealed. The last ones left alive find they've nothing now. Not even the vaguest memories.
the seekers of a stellar race. have disappeared without a trace. could they have found the distant place. they have longed to go. opposite four corners lie.
be seated now, lay your small ante down. as the dark dealer smiles to the play. dear player of my little game. I don't believe I caught your name. that's alright now lay your hand down.
Follow me into the sun. They're calling me into the sun. Flow through the air, will you follow me there. Follow me into the sun. All of my friends will be with me again.
sometimes I wonder what will ever become of me. and if life's worth it's living at all. sometimes I smile at the ones who think they've got life down.