Outside just killing time and making noise

And outside the daylight comes, the daylight goes and weightless

If its weightless it makes no stairways to stairs that go nowhere 

and don't dream, that is a dream it is what it seems



Climbing from over stimulated states to hearing

Cold radio and licenses plates but don't dream, 

That is a dream it is what it seems

That is a dream it is what it seems



Behind every desire is another one waiting to be liberated when the first ones sated



Water skiing, the waters hot, the waters soft 

You act nice, a black birthday card I threw it away

Correct life, is like eating steel or flying a plane

It's too bright, it's too bright

 

Outside just killing time and making noise

And outside the daylight comes, the daylight goes and weightless

If its weightless it makes no stairways to stairs that go nowhere 

Climbing from over stimulated states to hearing

Cold radio and licenses plates but don't dream, 

That is a dream it is what it seems

That is a dream it is what it seems



Why do black hats hide behind each others backs all the time? 

Behind every desire is another one waiting to be liberated when the first ones sated