Waking Dreams
this is now
this is me and mine
in time no time lost inside
looking for the jack of hearts
farscapes rolling by
people dumb with apathy
endless lines of faceless monks
lives untouched by the tears of god
so I go
following the black cat
evil eyed angel that knows
where it's at
source of the beat
swinging a hot engine out of the city lights
this pulse of life
lust and strife in the hearts of men
that watch me as I run
dark eyed by my side
running to die
running to lie
in warm mexican sands,
where the walls are thin
and the sun shines forever