The mind is its own place, so itâs a base in itself
When itâs impatient, paradise feels like a prison cell
And itâs wasted, but however far from grace it fell
The mind can still make a heaven out of raising hell
We live in a strange realm, and Iâm beginninâ to doubt
My ability to figure it out; now
If the mind is its own place, then mine is an open space
Iâm home on the range like a coyote roaming the plains
Showing strangers how to notice correlations, only
Iâm facinâ down some cowboys makinâ loud noises
Hoping my home is a vacant location so they can take it
Itâs the same ancient battle for the temple of the mind
That people have been fighting since the beginning of time
And the winning side has always been the mentally blind
Who try to simplify everybody into two different kinds
Of people: âYouâre either with us or against us, and youâd better decide
Or youâre gonna get criminalized!â
In this critical fight, Iâm livinâ behind enemy lines
Keepinâ my mind open like a nymphoâs vagina
Tryinâ to fill it with every different kind of info I can find
And you know why? âCause propaganda machines
Can teach you a whole lot about an enemyâs strategies
And every piece of data feeds into reality
Thereâs no need to understand, just believe
Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit then I better be dead
When the mind finds itself in a police state
It needs a secret place to keep it safe
And when itâs mistreated daily and repeatedly disgraced
It stays sane by retreating into the deepest cave
Where the siege is laid to keep the demons at bay
But the easiest way to break free from these chains
And make peace is to take a leap of faith
And believe something that canât be reasonably explained
Thatâs how people change, by takinâ a chance
On a path when they canât see the destination in advance
And laughinâ in the face of disaster when their best-laid plans
Are translated into wastelands; it doesnât make sense
But all you need is a beat and street corner to break-dance
And no scientist could ever explain that with brain scans
âCause the mind is the one place in the infinite expanse
Of creation that still has infinite space to expand
Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit then I better be dead
Thereâs a place in the mind that waits in silence
Until itâs awakened by some inspiration inside it
Sometimes the sensation is violent, and weâre surprised
By the places it finds us; in strange environments
We do exactly what the act of creation requires
It takes an entire civilization to change the climate
Into a lake of fire, but at the same time
Every person is alone when they change their mind
So the landscape inside is one of the only places
I know of thatâs really capable of homeostasis
In times of crisis; itâs a lonely oasis
Where youâre totally safe, a place to resist the barrage
Of information in this modern day system of ours
I walk through it feeling like Iâm living on mars
Recognizing ninety percent of it as just a mirage
Thatâs why Iâm tryinâ to drop the curtain on the Wizard of Oz
âCause behind the smoke machines and faces made of green plastic
I feel like thereâs real magic that people can access
If they learn to reach past all the easy answers
And ceaseless distractions that weâre always being harassed with
All you need to grasp is that the mind is its own place
And when you make this known then no one can take your home away
And nothing you do to improve it will ever go to waste
And you can use it to create your own fate, so donât throw it away
Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit then I better be dead
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