You can't sell me incense 

My world smells good enough to eat 

So let's not eat, just smell the good and longing 

Not owning 

We'll circle like insects 

Incensing the grieve liquored herd 

Have you heard an encouraging word from them 

They pretend 



To be so above it all 

Or so they would have you think 

I think, no one thinks at all 



You might show some interest 

You're world looks good enough to eat 

I see he ghost of a better world 

Living in the disbelief in ghosts 

Everyone tells me they're crazy 

Well crazy people aren't so fucking boring 

Wake me when your through being cool, cause I'm snoring 

And hoping 



To see you beside yourself 

Show me the rose stuff of you 

Would you 

Do it for yourself 



Or for me 

We both need a change 

Your fear or normalcy is hardly strange 

Let's be freaks, plain clothes police 

Let's be deliberate, because it's obvious to me 

Weird is pretty obvious 



So color me obvious 

I just want to be happy half the time 

And blue only when I have the time