i have gone, i have returned, i have never left!
how can you possibly go anywhere if you're only going to return to the place you left?
that's not leaving. that's not movement. that's not anything.
that is..... magnetism!
always comes to gravity, doesn't it? leave it alone! it never was, it always will be! why name it?
who cares?
when cares?
what cares?
why care?
juan cares?
wankers?
it is easy to give up one addiction for another.
land or love?
land doesn't belong to anybody. materialism. i own nothing. people own me. i own people? love. love is the fetter, the ties of ownership.
land means freedom. land's not free. buy land buy land buy land, you still don't own land. you gotta pay the man to own the land, to own the right to say that land is your land.
this land is my land.
purple moun tains and wheat land.
no man's land.
the government. the man.
the man's land.
won't you hold my hand?
won't you hold it back from my own throat and save me from the fate that should have waned oh so many years ago?
a hanged man
a burning tower
and death means always change.
i change.
and i stay the same.
and i have decided....
to let the demons come within!
let the demons come within!
rosie posie, lock and loadie!
can you hear the insects playing?
"i get high with a little help from my friends.
i get by with a little help from my friends?"
chirp chirp, little bird, what have you heard?
"tell the story, morning glory, all about the serpentine 5"
it's too hot here, but i'm too cold inside. i want to peel the skin away with the clothes, cool everything down. no one is ever comfortable in their own skin, are they? all pretend.
what role do you play?
maybe i'm crazy. maybe i'm sane. maybe we'll all go down this road again.
remember that time? well it's gone. no more. only things we own are in our head.
funny how the process of thought works.
that's not leaving. that's not movement. that's not anything.
that is..... magnetism!
always comes to gravity, doesn't it? leave it alone! it never was, it always will be! why name it?
who cares?
when cares?
what cares?
why care?
juan cares?
wankers?
it is easy to give up one addiction for another.
land or love?
land doesn't belong to anybody. materialism. i own nothing. people own me. i own people? love. love is the fetter, the ties of ownership.
land means freedom. land's not free. buy land buy land buy land, you still don't own land. you gotta pay the man to own the land, to own the right to say that land is your land.
this land is my land.
purple moun tains and wheat land.
no man's land.
the government. the man.
the man's land.
won't you hold my hand?
won't you hold it back from my own throat and save me from the fate that should have waned oh so many years ago?
a hanged man
a burning tower
and death means always change.
i change.
and i stay the same.
and i have decided....
to let the demons come within!
let the demons come within!
rosie posie, lock and loadie!
can you hear the insects playing?
"i get high with a little help from my friends.
i get by with a little help from my friends?"
chirp chirp, little bird, what have you heard?
"tell the story, morning glory, all about the serpentine 5"
it's too hot here, but i'm too cold inside. i want to peel the skin away with the clothes, cool everything down. no one is ever comfortable in their own skin, are they? all pretend.
what role do you play?
maybe i'm crazy. maybe i'm sane. maybe we'll all go down this road again.
remember that time? well it's gone. no more. only things we own are in our head.
funny how the process of thought works.