No I'll not my views, do what others do I'd rather the hemlock than be like you, to my soul untrue It gets easier, so quit tryin' pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me hear your
Born in October night, feeling was out a Skin I'm in now and then moves a meteorite Noise in our culture is in our nature Another era will decode as we toward rapture
we're all gifted, suppose that the mist is A metaphor for change, suppose the veil be lifted Sacrament that I hold, close and I feel Solar marigolds light the souls return that other world
Sometimes when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still There's so much at stake When every moment is just when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming
It never gets easier, so quit pleasing her Everything is a choice so let me your voice
Rip up the evening post kill hosts We can shoulder all the karma that with Los Alamos Return the sky bottle blue, return that hue A looking glass world into and through you
Soul and are my twins, the latter will give in When the former views the ocean as not too to get in To Martian life forms these waters are warm But we can change the weather and create a snowstorm
Sometimes when I'm I can't tell if I'm still dreaming There's so much at stake When every moment is just when I'm awake I can't tell if I'm still dreaming
No I'll not renounce my and do what others do I'd rather drink the than be like you, to my soul untrue It never easier, so quit tryin' pleasing her Everything is a so let me hear your voice