And when your mind finally cracks at first you will perceive it as a trick But you just can't wrap your head around it Let alone be the soul who figures it out And in the pursuit of acquired tastes And with this new found food for thought For the first time in your life you will swallow all of your doubt You'll find all of your worries are running off now As if you never even had them You've got your reasons to want to see new seasons that you've been cursed to never fathom And in that very void Shining through that crack in our condition I say, choose to stay
Choose to stay Because either way you're going to wake up on one of those Days that tastes like sugar To climb atop the highest mountain grandeur Peaking just past the perfect purple pasture And with the tree-kottiest of kings you will dance and sing Until you find time can slow no faster I think I'm FREAKING OUT, you think out loud Just before passing out from laughter And from whoever's mouth the wind blows they shall bless you gently with a kiss And now you believe for you have seen a place as such does still exist Untouched and unadultered From the wicked man's contempt And we are Gods upon this ground Least you not forget
Choose to stay, I choose to say Because whether you would like it or not You're going to have one of those days that tastes Just like orange juice and dirty socks Various little monsters made of grass biting at your ankles from the rocks And painting portraits of mortal young To the chainsaw songs of mountain wasps And don't you think just because they've never before laid eyes on mankind That they will threatened because well... They won't And why should they?
But they don't care to know your flesh Still you find your stomach is slightly somersaulted As your digestive tract becomes elastic Through gymnastics, in accordance All it takes is reminiscing You can plug your nose but you can't escape The all pervading scent Of morsel molded hash browns and caps and gowns
And that there's a thought that you had Really ought not to ponder much, Says the brain But it's too late, and you find yourself coughing up your lunch And as your spitting out your rotten guts You unswallow your soul And as it's projected out you see yourself kneeling in the black and nasty grassy knoll Without your soul
(It's here you come to realize that empty vehicle, if you will, was never really you at all)
And besides, That old you there is made of glass frail and hollow Like the friend you never really loved And your soul no longer holds and pity for such persons As you reign down upon your body from above And perhaps it's the fear of being bathed In a puddle of your own wish-wash That has you hold the old you down in the creek bed Like the gripping hands of a wristwatch Quite naturally you would embrace such self-destruction But rather, much to your surprise That old you doesn't even struggle As the life begins fleeting from your eyes At first it's bright And then it's blue And then it's grey And then it's cold And then it's gone Back to wherever it is I guess we all came from..
On a further look inside you'll find that side of you the day it died Was at your very best contrived Conjuring dogs upon the mountain side Should you find your head is heavy and unstable No longer able to contain the vast expanses of your mind Choose to stay There's something wonderful coming your way
We have always been here only hidden in song Now rather vivid with the lenses on And darling I know, and maybe I've always knew it but They say it's all fixed but you can't fix fluid! So I sift through sweet seductions of grammar In search of a proper phrase But find all my words fail me in those moment of clarity but Clarity soon makes it's escape, and as do I!
Now that we've got you talking It wasn't all for nothing We heard what you were thinking Before you started speaking out loud