Southell mind trip

A cradle full of thorns – It’s where I was born
I traveled through the time – nowhere to go
A barrier across the road – Gone beyond with a smoke
Waiting for the landing – I care about the fall
I can’t realize myself
In my mind I’m not alone
In my mind I wear the crown
In my mind I feel so stoned
In my mind I can get all
I don’t recognize myself (at all)
Can the broken hopes – be repaired?
I forget my faults – and so I stare at
Inner visions of what – we really are
Such a little thing – teared us so far apart
I would destroy ourselves
In my mind I’m not alone
In my mind I wear the crown
In my mind I feel so stoned
In my mind I can get all
In my mind the earth is burnt
In my mind the sun is gone
In my mind I hear that drone
In my mind I lose control