Sipping life down through a straw, like Mardi Gras held in tired hands 

Seek my restitution while I’m carving in the sand 

Gotta strap it down gotta gotta strap it down to the battery of control Never the less I’ve fallin’ from much higher walls 

Yeah the chaos running wild All ingredients of denial 



State of independence pushing way beyond the limits pushing pushing forward Still got me thinking to myself that a wealth of motivations gonna lunge me up The hill gotta lay it down gotta gotta lay it down spread it out but never thin Leave a little invitation for my well being Yea the pathways open wide all the avenues they collide 

Cornucopia of all your angst and aggravation Beaming down upon the meaning 



Grab a little life by the hand gotta understand keep my eyes ahead Checking in from a time to time with the visions in my head I’ll never understand probably never makes sense but it need not be so clear One of the simple reasons why we all are here