The sound of birds breaking day won't make me
Change my restless mind
I'm obsessed and controlled with feelings
Packaged way outside
Like a mother detached from father
You'll see more of whats to find
But like a father detached from mother
You'll see more of whats to hide
If I was tied to a rock
Would my mind take sail?
Would I fly like you did
Or would I just fail?
My control folly
Is out of control
I'm looking through it
But seeing takes its toll
Hallucinations play a roll
Shoot out of your soul
I wonder whats to be
Just how altered are states I'm feeling
If memories make them real?
No one travels unless they set out
To break their earthly seal
No note scribbled or word being babbled
Can sum up the real deal
You're the answer, all else is cancer
And down on one they'll kneel