Telepathic Butterflies Floater
And all that we are, is a conscience behind a causeLike
gears and cogs
And nothing is real, at least not the way I feel
A mile-less wheel
You wouldn't know if it hit you in the head
If it hit you in the place which it hurts best
You wouldn't know what weighs upon my mind
What keeps me satisfied
I'm floating in a dream, in a psychedelic scene
And all I want to do is run away unseen
And laughing in the rain, is easy to claim
When you're inside
You wouldn't know, and it only goes to show
We faded like an image made of smoke
And it seems frozen in time, happy and blind
I'm floating in a dream, in a psychedelic scene
And all I want to do is run away unseen
And laughing in the rain, is easy to claim
When you're inside...
Waking the dead heads that sleep in the light
Follow your instincts that guide you along
To where doesn't matter as long as you're gone
Walking through meadows that carry my feet
Focused my eyes on the wind in the trees, and leaves...
Follow your daydreams that come to be
And I will see you again, follow your every whim
Who guides the wind?
You wouldn't know what matters more than time
What matters more than racing through our lives
As we drift further along
Watching the skies
I'm floating in a dream, in a psychedelic scene
And all I want to do is run away unseen
And laughing in the rain, is easy to blame
When you are ...
Walking through meadows that carry our feet
Focused our eyes on the wind in the trees
Watching the river that flows through the fields
Sitting by evenings where everything yields, and dies
Watching it all go by, who loves the sky?
And I will see you again, follow your every whim, who
guides the wind?
And I will be by your side, watching it all go by
Who loves the sky?
