PANNING FOR GOLD WITH

MY MOUTH IN THE SAND AND FOR WHAT?

RUBIES REFLECTING

THEY’RE PAINTING THE WALLS OF MY GUT.

BRING IT UP, SPIT IT OUT,

I BITE IT FOR LUCK, YEAH SO WHAT?

CASHING IT OUT,

I’M BREAKING THE BANK WITH MY BUTT.

 

I WANNA KNOW, I WANNA GO

ULTRAVIOLET

BLUE FROM THE HEAT OF THE ROAD.

 

DO YOU BELIEVE,

IN FESTERING DREAMS IN THE LIGHT?

YOU CHOOSE TO EXPLORE,

BUT THE DOOR ONLY OPENS AT NIGHT.

COUNTING THE RINGS

FROM MY TRUNK TO MY KNEES

I BOUGHT IT FOR YOU

I’LL BEND IT FOR ME

THE MIND DON’T SEAT TWO

I’M POINTING YOUR VIEW

EYE TO EYE COCKPIT

I’M RIDING YOUR SOCKET

YOU THINK YOU CAN STOP THIS

I’M RIGHT IN YOUR POCKET

YOUR SPACE IN TIME’S NARROW

THAT GOLDEN MASK PHARAOH

TO UNDERSTAND DEATH,

THE PRACTICE STARTS WITH THE BREATH.

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HAVE YOU BEEN SEARCHING

FOR LIGHT AT THE END OF THE ROAD?

FOCUSING INWARD

AND HOPING TO LIGHTEN THE LOAD?

HALF OF YOUR LIFE IS ASLEEP

IF YOU’RE SCARED TO GET HURT

THE VEIL OF INFINITY FALLS

WHEN YOU STEP TO THE DIRT