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Over the mountain take me across the sky
Something in my vision, something deep inside
Where did I wander, where d'ya think I wandered to
I've seen life's magic astral plane I travel through.
I heard them tell me that this land of dreams was now
I told them I had ridden shooting stars
And said I'd show them how.
Over and over always tried to get away
Living in a daydream only place I had to stay
Fever of a breakout burning in me miles wide
People around me talking to the walls inside
Don't need no astrology it's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to ride with me - I'm free.
Over and under in between the ups and downs
My mind's carpet magic ride goes round and round.
Over the mountain kissing silver inlaid clouds
Watching my body disappear into the crowd.
Don't need no astrology it's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to ride with me - I'm free.
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Got a crazy feeling I don't understand
Gotta get away from here
Feelin' like I shoulda kept my feet on the ground
Waitin' for the sun to appear
Mamma's gonna worry
I been a bad bad boy
No use sayin' sorry
It's something that I enjoy'
Cause you can't see what my eyes see
(I can see it, I can see it)
And you can't be inside of me, flying high again
I can see through the mountains watch me disappear
I can even touch the sky
Swallowing colours of the sound I hear
Am I just a crazy guy. (You bet)
Mamma's gonna worry
I been a bad bad boy
No use sayin' sorry
It's something that I enjoy
If you could be inside my head
You'd see that black and white is red
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again come on and join me
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again come on and join me
Daddy thinks I'm lazy he don't understand
Never saw inside my head
People think I'm crazy but I'm in demand
Never heard a thing I said.
Mamma's gonna worry
I been a bad bad boy
No use sayin' sorry
It's something that I enjoy
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
Flying high again
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How many times can they fill me with lies and I listen, again
Twisting the truth and they're playin' around with my head O.K.
The things they will do and the things they will say
When they don't really understand
Tears fill my eyes when I hear all the cries
For the reason today.
And they don't really know even what they're talkin' about
And I can't imagine what empty heads can achieve.
Leave me alone don't want your promises no more
'Cause rock'n'roll is my religion and my law
Won't ever change, may think it's strange
You can't kill rock'n'roll it's here to stay.
Looking through eyes of time mirrors reflecting their stories untrue
Promises promises, telling me all of my glories overdue.
How many times have I heard it before
And I'll probably hear it again
King of a thousand knights, pawn in a table fight Losing to you.
And they don't really know even what they're talkin' about
And I can't imagine what empty heads can achieve.
Leave me alone don't want your promises no more
'Cause rock'n'roll is my religion and my law
Won't ever change, may think it's strange
You can't kill rock'n'roll it's here to stay.
Even the rhymes that they give me in times of confession ain't true
Outcome is obvious all for them none for us meaning you too.
The things they will do and the things they will say
When they don't really understand.
Fear of rejection I need their protection
I'm making a stand.
And they don't really know even what they're talkin' about
And I can't imagine what empty heads can achieve.
Leave me alone don't want your promises no more
'Cause rock'n'roll is my religion and my law
Won't ever change, may think it's strange
You can't kill rock'n'roll it's here to stay.
Leave me alone don't want your promises no more
'Cause rock'n'roll is my religion and my law
Won't ever change, may think it's strange
You can't kill rock'n'roll it's here to stay.
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Watching time go and feeling belief grow
Rise above the obstacles.
People beseech me but they will never teach me
Things that I already know. (I know)
Dreams that I have shattered may not have mattered
Take another point of view.
Doubts will arise like though chasing a rainbow
I can tell a thing or two. (That's true)
You've got to believe in yourself or no one
Will I believe in you
Imagination like a bird on the wing
Flying, free for you to use(OK baby).
I can't believe they stop and stare
And point their fingers doubting me
Their disbelief suppresses them
But they're not blind it's just that they won't see.
I'm a believer, I ain't no deceiver
Mountains move before my eyes
Destiny planned out I don't need no handout
Speculation of the wise.
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Wrything and screaming the pain just won't go
He'll show you no mercy.
Your image in his hands it's useless to try
Escaping his curses.
The pins and needles prick the skin of little dolls.
Tortured and flaming you give birth to hell
Living a nightmare.
It's a pity you'll pray for your death
But he's in no hurry.
The pins and needles prick the skin of little dolls.
Nowhere to run - your fate is in his hands
Your time has come - you'll live to his command
I'm warning you - the worst is yet to come
The killer who - remains a mystery
I that believe in the stories of old,
Would never fight it.
Demons and curses that play on our soul
Like something ignited.
You never imagined such a fate could follow you
(You never thought it was true)
And when it's your time I wonder how you'll do
Your kind of trouble's running deeper than the sea
You broke the world
You've been a fool
The little doll is you yeah!
No where to run - your fate is in his hands
Your time has come - you'll live to his command
I'm warning you - the worst is yet to come
The killer who - remains a mystery
Wrything and screaming the pain just won't go
He'll show you no mercy.
Your image in his hands it's useless to try
Escaping his curses.
No where to run - your fate is in his hands
Your time has come - you'll live to his command
I'm warning you - the worst is yet to come
The killer who - remains a mystery
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Now I'm back out on the streets again
It never rains unless it pours
Try to get back on my feet again
I hear the raging thunder as it roars
Tonight, tonight
Is it just a rhapsody
Or am I right?
Tonight, tonight
Is it all a mystery
I just can't fight no more
I hear the questions surface my mind
Of the mistakes that I have made
Times and places have left behind
And am I ever gonna make the grade
(repeat chorus)
As I beat my head against the wall
Running around in circles in vain
I'm feeling three foot tall
You don't understand I'm fading away
Don't want your pity or your sympathy
It isn't gonna prove a thing to me
Good intention pave the way to hell
Don't worry when you hear me sing
(repeat chorus)
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Now I'll find peace of mind
Finally found a way of thinking
Tried the rest found the best
Stormy day won't find me sinking
I can't conceal it like I know I did before
I got to tell you now the ship is ready
Waiting on the shore
Dare to look face the test on the eve
When you set sailing
What you've learned, what you've earned
Ship of joy will stop you failing
(repeat chorus)
Wind is high, so am I
As the shore sinks in the distance
Dreams unfold, seek the gold
Gold that's brighter than the sunlight
Sail away, see the day
Dawning on a new horizon
Gold's in sight, shining bright
Brighter than the sun that's rising
3000 sails on high are straining the wind
A raging sea below, is this voyage coming to an end?
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Screaming at the window
Watch me die another day
Hopeless situation
Endless price I have to pay
Sanity now it's beyond me
There's no choice
Diary of a madman
Walks the line again today
Entries of confusion
Dear diary, I'm here to stay
Manic depression befriends me
Hear his voice
Sanity now is beyond me
There's no choice
A sickened mind and spirit
The mirror tells me lies
Could I mistake myself for someone
Who lives behind my eyes?
Will he escape my soul
Or will he live in me?
Is he trying to get out
Or trying to enter me?
Voices in the darkness
Scream away my mental health
Can I ask a question
To help me save from myself
Enemies fill up the pages
Are they me?
Monday 'til Sunday in stages
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