Staring up at aeroplanes
Feeling 'bout a third insane
Every thought that flew away
Stuck me down in this hole

Tomorrow I might wander out
See what all the kerfuffle's about
Holy rollers in birthday suits
Trading dreams for souls

No one in this world has found
Evidence that's so profound
To prove this is just our first life
Settle down in your foxhole prayers
If that's what it takes to get you there
But leave me out of those specious designs

You've threatened me with fire and hope
Injected me with your Jesus dope
Any future spent with you
Just looks like hell

You swear you're made from Ivory soap
Your holy books are just horoscopes
Scrubbed clean with cherry-picks
But I can still smell

Walk away of your own accord
Walk away from your overlord
Look up to the open sky
And see the real light

Meditate in the open air
Breathe until your mind's repaired
Walk away from fabled worlds
To the one that feels right