Oct 10, 2005 17:03
I've got so many possibilities,
on the horizon, poised and frozen,
in my fragility, naked indecision making it
hard for me to choose my inner prison naught to lose
but my clarity of vision cause I envision
a reality slit incision deep into the valley prism
precision aim depth and focus including claimed wealth
and notice the way you drain my lotus
refrain from what you've told us
blame it all on the hocus pocus
CHORUS:
And since we all fall in the middle be yourself and not your title,
fly your kite and write your bible so that others can rely on
listening to what you say, assured you're not just faking play,
work with honesty and safety, feel the love, life, fun and gaiety.
I'm magical, fanatical, radical, in the way that I'll
tackle your shackles break free the manacles
dangling helplessly mangling selfless free angles and
angels a new fangled arranger of stranger danger
coming through to change ya from the highway to the manger
I'm a reared paraiah more feared than bearded messiah
who inspires desire for something cleaner something freer
something greener something near and when I ascend you'll hear
how to mend this tear in us
CHORUS:
since we all fall in the middle be yourself and not your title,
fly your kite and write your bible so that others can rely on
listening to what you say, assured you're not just faking play,
work with honesty and safety, feel the love, life, fun and gaiety.
the fear of loving one another, and being loved in return as brothers,
sisters loving each other together
forever in never never land hand in hand
in ethereal spiel In the cleansing deeper water seek
out my sons and daughters and leak out the webs that caught us
spiral out and join the chorus of the universe inside us
I've been developing the thought that maybe within our own court
we won't be fraught with fear of naught and when you've bought my way of it all
we'll be further from the gates of hell, breaking through our snails shells
ringing out our steeple bells
CHORUS:
And since we all fall in the middle be yourself and not your title,
fly your kite and write your bible so that others can rely on
listening to what you say, assured you're not just faking play,
work with honesty and safety, feel the love, life, fun and gaiety.
So sum up between your brothers bum buddies make no babies
Sapien cells replicating madly like a cancer ridden patient
save the world from overpopulation with new founded optimism
find a cure for this schism of unhalted gigantism.
And divide between your sisters all the worry and the blisters,
share the load and keep the twisters from taking dorothy away.
Be the protons in the nuclei and let electrons circle
double helixing through time stabilising volatile thoughts of jealousy
CHORUS:
And since we all fall in the middle be yourself and not your title,
fly your kite and write your bible so that others can rely on
listening to what you say, assured you're not just faking play,
work with honesty and safety, feel the love, life, fun and gaiety.
To breed we'll play a game of doubles, four walls can keep away the troubles,
our children won't be quarters caused by multiplying halves,
instead they'll tread with guided steps from every aspect and direction
and complexity potential till they climb their own pinnacles.