Rolling over keys that dig my side Try to get my ass out of bed and drive Feel I'm slipping day by day Past the time I was on my way
Happiness and black both known, much learned Long and hard the way a path of twisted turns
Disciple sift through lies, few grains of truth behold Explorer specter rise, the dream that brought you low
Sentence served, you're free to be Siddhartha, like him he lived both sides A brand new day, I'm looking for a change to come around Siddhartha on my mind