Wise monk, he's burning on his pyre
But a foolish monk if he's burning for me
It flickers, for a moment I'm inspired
But then I slip right back to daydreams
I don't want to ask another question
I don't want to think another thought
Sick of telling myself it will all get better
Playing hide and seek with my soul
Getting high and seeking something more
Come on I'm rolling
I'm trying hard not to forget
Young drones, with screens stuck to their eyes
Self righteous ones, who one day will lead
They preach change but their actions don't transpire
Cynically I slip back to daydreams
I don't want to ask another question
I don't want to think another thought
Sick of telling myself it will all get better
For us life stuck floating on this rock
Feeling we deserve all what we got
Though hope aint hopeless
We're lying to ourselves again
I'm sighing, soon we will forget
Tell me what did you think would happen
In the end, tell me do you think it mattered
And if you can't find your way, out of this space I don't know why you bothered
To tell me
Old me, with visions in his mind
Holds knowledge of the path that we've endured
I feel the darkness pressing from the sides I start to speak
With no-one near I slip back to my daydreams
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