Feb 012014
[stuff that confuses your ears]
Upon a sea of truth I float [sounds your brain will try to identify] I think I’d like to know your name [noises of mysterious origin] |
I lay down staring at the sky Nothing to do but wonder why I’m rocking back and forth But I can stay the course Upon a sea of truth I float Until a storm comes passing by [eerily familiar sonic vibrations] I feel the cold against my skin [chaos of increasing intensity] |