Close your eyes
And watch very closely

And when your mind finally cracks at first you will perceive it as a trick
But you just can't wrap your head around it
Let alone be the soul who figures it out
And in the pursuit of acquired tastes
And with this new found food for thought
For the first time in your life you will swallow all of your doubt
You'll find all of your worries are running off now
As if you never even had them
You've got your reasons to want to see new seasons that you've been cursed to never fathom
And in that very void
Shining through that crack in our condition
I say, choose to stay

Choose to stay
Because either way you're going to wake up on one of those
Days that tastes like sugar
To climb atop the highest mountain grandeur
Peaking just past the perfect purple pasture
And with the tree-kottiest of kings you will dance and sing
Until you find time can slow no faster
I think I'm FREAKING OUT, you think out loud
Just before passing out from laughter
And from whoever's mouth the wind blows they shall bless you gently with a kiss
And now you believe for you have seen a place as such does still exist
Untouched and unadultered
From the wicked man's contempt
And we are Gods upon this ground
Least you not forget

Choose to stay, I choose to say
Because whether you would like it or not
You're going to have one of those days that tastes
Just like orange juice and dirty socks
Various little monsters made of grass biting at your ankles from the rocks
And painting portraits of mortal young
To the chainsaw songs of mountain wasps
And don't you think just because they've never before laid eyes on mankind
That they will threatened because well...
They won't
And why should they?

But they don't care to know your flesh
Still you find your stomach is slightly somersaulted
As your digestive tract becomes elastic
Through gymnastics, in accordance
All it takes is reminiscing
You can plug your nose but you can't escape
The all pervading scent
Of morsel molded hash browns and caps and gowns

And that there's a thought that you had
Really ought not to ponder much,
Says the brain
But it's too late, and you find yourself coughing up your lunch
And as your spitting out your rotten guts
You unswallow your soul
And as it's projected out you see yourself kneeling in the black and nasty grassy knoll
Without your soul

(It's here you come to realize that empty vehicle, if you will, was never really you at all)

And besides,
That old you there is made of glass frail and hollow
Like the friend you never really loved
And your soul no longer holds and pity for such persons
As you reign down upon your body from above
And perhaps it's the fear of being bathed
In a puddle of your own wish-wash
That has you hold the old you down in the creek bed
Like the gripping hands of a wristwatch
Quite naturally you would embrace such self-destruction
But rather, much to your surprise
That old you doesn't even struggle
As the life begins fleeting from your eyes
At first it's bright
And then it's blue
And then it's grey
And then it's cold
And then it's gone
Back to wherever it is I guess we all came from..

On a further look inside you'll find that side of you the day it died
Was at your very best contrived
Conjuring dogs upon the mountain side
Should you find your head is heavy and unstable
No longer able to contain the vast expanses of your mind
Choose to stay
There's something wonderful coming your way

We have always been here only hidden in song
Now rather vivid with the lenses on
And darling I know, and maybe I've always knew it but
They say it's all fixed but you can't fix fluid!
So I sift through sweet seductions of grammar
In search of a proper phrase
But find all my words fail me in those moment of clarity but
Clarity soon makes it's escape, and as do I!

Now that we've got you talking
It wasn't all for nothing
We heard what you were thinking
Before you started speaking out loud