Stop in my path, take a good look around. I see the canvas and it's quite an art. So I mediate, about the things I shake. To make it all turn clear and I don't approve, no I don't approve But at least I know now that it's all ok.
That now I'm laughing, and shaking my head. I'll offer what can clutter the room in which I wish. Can show me deeper, And point me on track To something I could never quite understand.
Stop in my path, take a good luck around. It's turned to a blur and it's a shame; It's a shame that I know it can't always go on. In the water it flickers and it's getting weaker by the day But the good thing is, the good thing is;
That now I'm laughing, and shaking my head. I'll offer what can clutter the room in which I wish. Can show me deeper, And point me on track To something I could never quite understand.
Understand the thoughtless repeats. We refuse to be cast aside and thrown away. (Thrown away!) [x3]
Keep a close eye, watching the time now it's the only time we'll give. So what to do now it's strayed from here, Pull it in, mix it up, shake it round and we've, we've found nothing. But this endeavour which will show you Why we'll turn our backs and leave.
Leave here tonight, never to return and I don't care how it ends. This liberation will be lived, yes it will be lived, for tonight. Behave yourself you're not as important as you think you are.
Now I'm laughing, and shaking my head. I'll offer what can clutter the room in which I wish. Can show me deeper, And point me on track To something I could never quite understand.