| Alright, yeah
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| Now, I’d like to thank you all for having such an effect
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| On the world in which I live
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| Now, you can call it a mess
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| If you want to
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| But you don’t got to
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| Me, I prefer the connection
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| That I make with all of the things outside of me
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| That become reflections of myself
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| And what I’ve been called to learn for as long as I shall live
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| 'Til death do me apart from the ego
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| Filled up with that evil sin
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| Some say it makes a difference to think about what you consume
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| Other people just live their life as if we’re already doomed
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| It’s in my nature to replace all of those wars with love
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| But important with the fact that I wanna run
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| Run, run, run run run run run, but look, look
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| Some criticize those for not acting like they should
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| Distracted by the judgment and attached to what they push
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| Now, you can fight against the beast or you can hug a willow tree
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| But either way, rain or shine, that pain will find some guilt to feed
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| «There are more of course, but we won’t go into that now.»
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| (There are more of course)
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| It’s filthy when it’s polished and it’s perfect when it’s scarred
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| No wonder why the conflict we call monster never lost it’s heart
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| When I stop and think about it, I’m already off the mark
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| Lost inside the space between myself and my idea of making art
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| Making love, making friends, no doubt I make a difference
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| There’s positive and negative effects of my decisions
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| And although my dreams are selfish, I hope you can relate
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| May my attempts at being honest resurrect the fact I’m fake
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| Tie my pretty pink poodle to a post, I’ll make a pledge
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| To never lose the open mindedness that I possess
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| And if I do, close down shop and leave, please
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| Tell the others it’s an uphill battle with a trick up it’s sleeve
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| But given the current circumstances and present state of mind
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| I’ll be damned and surprised if they can penetrate my spine beliefs
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| But if you happen to catch me preaching the so-called truth
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| Tempt me, call me a liar, gently, press me for some proof
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| I’ll be more than happy to construct a new safe escape
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| My answer will most likely end in, «all energy changes shape.»
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| «There are more of course, but we won’t go into that now.»
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| (There are more of course but we won’t go into that now.)
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| So whether volunteering time at the local nursing home
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| Or changing someone’s flat on the side of the road
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| It’s always up to me and it’s always in my control
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| Whether or not to serve those around me, you know?
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| And hopefully the times when I do it’s rooted out of joy
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| And not just an obligation that feels impossible to avoid
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| So I’m happy when I’m here to help and I’m sorry when I’m not
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| But changing someone else’s life is such a complicated thought
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| «They dance along the waters top and try to make friends with the heads that
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| bob above the water.» |