No I'll not renounce my views do what others do I'd rather drink the hemlock than be like you to my soul untrue it never gets easier so quit tryin' pleasing her everything is a choice so let me hear your voice
Born in October night feeling was out of sight skin I'm in now and then moves like a meteorite noise in our culture is built in our nature another era will decode as we head toward rapture
Suppose we're all gifted suppose that the mist is a metaphor for change suppose the veil will be lifted sacrament that I hold close and I feel noble solar marigolds light the souls return from that other world
Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming there's so much here at stake when every moment is just fleeting sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming
It never gets easier so quit tryin' pleasing her everything is a choice so let me hear your voice
Rip up the evening post kill parasitic hosts we can shoulder all the karma that came with Los Alamos return the sky bottle blue return that forgotten hue a looking glass world seeing into and through you
Soul and body are my twins the latter will give in when the former sees the ocean as not too cold to get in to alien life forms these waters are real warm but beware we will change the weather and create a snowstorm
Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming there's so much here at stake when every moment is just fleeting sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming
No I'll not renounce my views do what others do I'd rather drink the hemlock than be like you to my soul untrue it never gets easier so quit tryin' pleasing her everything is a choice so let me hear your voiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
