Old folks they were so right
We aren’t born, we cannot die
The inner gods from our inside
Are switching forms of flesh and mind
When the bell rings
I believe it’s a sign
The ghosts are craving touch
Oh, they forgot so much.
My dreams and nightmares went astray
I can’t go on but I couldn’t stay
Now that we are out of cocaine
And there is no home for my pain
The grass of her eyes
Will shelter ghosts
From my inside
There is no need to say
“ Goodbye”
Hold your last words.
Recycled souls voyaging through
This endless maze (was built for two)
What came together now falls apart
We’ve got to seek a “Great Perhaps”
My dreams and nightmares went astray
I can’t go on but I couldn’t stay
Now that we are out of cocaine
And there is no home for my pain
Sub heaven children
Of the appalling world
We have a sun of our own
So we can fear no cold
And we can fear no cold
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