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