Lyrics:
You're searching for high knowledge but truth is only one
And many can be all its form of expression.
You now must understand the double aspect
A whole new world came to her
Neither asked nor wished for it
The Weaver made her a shrouding
In her early years she lost it all
Grief enough for one
paths are fraud
Will what you live for last?
Remind yourself, as do I need to be
What do your goals intend to achieve?
Your life is only a fraction
Ask
Worldwide starvation, but in this situation
No one seems to care at all
Our communication replaced by animation
Television has control
Every question
Eight years old, gone fishing
With a handful of worms
On a river bank with her daddy cheeks all smudged in dirt
She's so proud, catching fish,
Hell set my tongue ablaze
I'm a California wildfire
That's in need of your grace
Backburn with live coal
Tell me my sin's purged
Tell me my sin's
Slaves to our prophecy
The only way of life
Blinded by the leader's greed
We're the last ones of our kind
Born into suburbia's
Dead society
We've
are the lie, empowered by our own
Misguided chase after the "best" with haste
But what we're told and what we're sold relate
So keep an eye on bottom
Troubles fly away and life is easy go
Does he love me good, that's all I need to know
Seems like happiness, is just a thing called Joe
Little Joe,
Feels like clouds today
The sky is gray
The sun been hiding for a while
People walk by the window of his car
Look in, lock eyes
Betray their
Gonna push it to the limit
Fly like a bird
Tale a one-way ticket
Into another world
Got to be close to the edge
Makes you feel alive
The adrenalin
nobody gives him what he needs,
He`s crying in loneliness, forever.
He`s searching for friends,
But nobody seem to care at all,
He just has to live
the band
Oh, when he goes up that scale
(One line of scat singing followed by saxophone break)
Mose plays on the bass in the band
Mose plays on that
who lives next door
You haven't got a chance
While you still need one more shot
Breakin' out of your trance
That's the only chance you've got
in the psycho ballet
We?ll sit ourselves down on a nice afternoon
I?ll point out performers and let you lampoon
There sure ain?t no dearth of galoots
he thinks he's far ahead
But he won't know
That he'd go down instead day by day
So focused on your trail you tried, but you
Can't let him get away
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