The Ascetic Lyrics - Gingerbread Man - Residents

Every day I go up on the mountain 

Climb to the top but I don't know what for 

It's quiet until I hear a voice up on the mountain 

Beware of what you want 

It might want you more 

ashes my burned hut 

but beautiful like cherry 

blooming on the hill 

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-one of my patients just before he died 

And just before I left the hospital and began to travel 

If he could face death so calmly 

How could I face life with so much doubt 

Now I can sit on the side of a mountain 

And watch the shadows slowly filling the valley floor 

But not without the doubts that still linger 

And constantly caress the edges of my shadowy interior 

At least a catheter expels impurities in a manner of model efficiency 

And my previous profession always at least offered that 

Flawless vasectomies in clean and well lit places 

A sterile field sealed from infection but not from disease 

I often wonder if I left anyone behind 

But somehow I just can't remember 

Only an oddly defined drive to find a better way 

But somehow I don't believe this is it 

As I watch the shadows slowly creeping closer 

I think about India and the Hindu concept of Maya 

It took me so long to understand 

The space between reality and perception 

And now it seems that I live there 

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