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