Talking to yourself You say things No one ever hears Knowing yourself better Than anyone ever could Bet you never thought you would Honesty prevails in thought You just can't lie to yourself A patch of lucrid decisions A thought of fame and wealth Chorus A caravan or process if you will A stream of conscious waves A prostitute of ideas A maze of tracing knowledge First and foremost feed your head! Retrieve all that flows with memory Obtain all you know with sensories Approaching every vision with indecision Conditioning is a routine of minds