Did you ever know a time
at the end of a busy day
when a voice in your head said
”Futility ends here”?

Have you ever found a place
at the end of a lonely road
where a sign by the road says
”Reality starts here”?

And when you reach that place
and when you cross that line
and when you turn around
you see nothing there

Did you ever feel you’re locked
into a very narrow space
where a sign on the wall says
”You’ll get what you can grasp”

Did you ever feel you’re trapped
in a very solid state
where the citizens all say:
”You may feel but you may not hate”

And when you look like that
And when you hold my head
And I can’t get away
I wanna smash your face

And when you hold my head
And make it small and dry
I wanna run away
But I can’t find the time

This is no piece of wood
This is a dream I wear
This is holiness
And you can join me here

This is no piece of wood
This is a dream I wear
This is holiness
And you can join me here

This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!
This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!
This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!
This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!

This is holiness!
This is holiness!
This is holiness!
And you can join – me – here!

Did you ever turn around
And find a body by your side
and that body is not a corpse
and you are not a lie?