So they said I was sad…I was dangerously down,
So they took me out to this shit of a partypical of those who think they don´t need no help from no one to diminish their deeds..
Look at them all dressed up tidy and nice. Like they´re in a vice,
Which is crunching their soultimately, we´re all imprisoned - thus making our lot to correct our own reasons...
Little schemes, mind-screwing concerns. Oh God, will they ever learn?
What is it to be humany are the paths that lead to awareness, and all of them carry shares of awe and distress.
Why in the fuck did I agree to come here?
I listen in fear to the crap that they´re talkings and beggars all go through the same: they laugh and rejoice and then they feel pain.
Tonight all the world is but a sad-go-round
There ain't a shred of joy, the very air makes me frown
They smirk and they laugh and my head goes down
Tried to lay low on my own, I took it to a corner, so they wouldn´t bother me with their
Stupid rattlingers the hurt when we fail to realize it´s 'coz ourselves that we´re stuck, in spite of what we surmise.
Yet one more bruise… I was told the news… I guy we knew…
He was shot to deathink you nature to be so flawed it would come up with such marvels just to lose'em all?
Right then I saw - they just don't give a damn - When I told them: "Our friend
Was killed todays will come and they´ll surely go, taking sorrows they bring, leaving enlightenment unfolded.
Shrugging, they went back to a circle dance, where they shout and they prance in a preposterous
Carnivall Creation works steady n' sound, and through apparent chaos, it keeps going round and round around.
Tonight all the world is but a sad-go-round
There ain't a shred of joy, the very air makes me frown
They smirk and they laugh and my head goes down
It´s so much…I´m going through so much… yet there´s still this part of me… so unknown to me… still carrying on, still holding up… but it´s so, so much.
Oh God, so much…everyone I love leaves. No one I love sees. Everyone I love dies. No one I love cries…for me. I have all this love, and no one to give it to…all this love, and no one to give it to…all this love…and no one…no one…I have no one…I have no one……………………
……………. Yet there´s still this love…there´s still this love. And it´s so much love…this remaining love…this most resilient love…this all touching love…this ever standing love…
Love suffices to itself…love depends on nothing else…if to love is to feel bounds, then its ties have to be all around.
Everything loves.
Everything is alive.
Tonight I´ll just join all the merry going round!
There ain't a shred of sadness while I greet the world with a bow!
I rise to face the stars and a laugh is my crown!
