All that I see
is the will of the little boy
to walk and move alone
Waterfall not yet fallen
hunger not yet to be devoured
What am I escaping for,
if only I look down?
What am I escaping for,
if a curtain covers my eyes?
All that I see
is a dressed in silk mental laziness
chasing shadows
of unconditioned and inherited neediness
All that I feel
is the piece of beginning anger
that's being proclaimed
What am I escaping for,
if I only look down?
What am I escaping for,
if a curtain covers my eyes?
What am I escaping for,
if I only look down?
What am I escaping for?
The hidden cries behind lost reasons
What do you want?
What should I do?
If you were me,
if I were you
What would you do?
I'm not you
What do you want?
Angels that never flew
The Fool, the Wise, the Blissful
Focus her feared vision of world
Money won't guide you to happiness
but it may buy you prozak
I'm choking and dying to break the world
I'm starting to escape from this world
It's mine

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