Selfish drugs erase your thoughts
to show you what is in your mind
to leave you with a will unforced
as long as you are blind
the spinning globe keeps you alive
by twisting on your thinking thread
your tenderness is getting rife
and your control is dead
and back again the feeling's lost
to be the one you thought you were
somehow you find there is a cost
in which you just occur
you're chasing your failed consciousness
being on its silent heels
an echo to some thoughts or less
just guessing what you feel
unable to find sense or cause
you are a watcher but apart
not watching your very own thoughts
that divided from the start
selfish drugs they dull your thoughts
chaostrophy in your dull brain
a random pattern sounds like cause
endin' up in hidden vain
the woods are darkness - i should leave
but lately i did find out that
i think my life was like an empty sleeve
and now it is an empty hat
the higher state was poorly found
i grabbed for a frozen dash
darkness shivered in its own sound
my brain yearned the woods to trash