And he spoke of pastures green

I was never told why

Each journey lasts an age

And my throat feels dry

It must be the lesson

Hidden deep inside

It must be the lesson

So roll the tide



So I began the crossing

My throat burned dry

Searching for satori

The kick in the eye

I am the end of reproduction

Given no direction

Every care is taken

In my rejection



Kick in the eye (x4)



Every care is taken

With my rejection

And my abduction

To my addiction

Every care is taken

With my protection

And my abduction

From my addiction



Kick in the eye (x4)