The nature of reality. Is pure subjective fantasy. Space and time and here and now. Are only in your mind. . Machine of god and devil too. With no weapons just the truth.
Follow me down to the Starlight Motel. While everyone's sleeping tonight. Don't be afraid, I know what's on your mind. I'm gonna make it alright. . Well I know it's cold and I know it's late.
You think you know me inside out. Think you know what I'm all about. Here comes a slightly rude surprise. . While you were tryin' to control. 'N' trying to grab my soul.
When I was six years old I broke my leg. I was running from my brother and his friends. And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down.