Today.
Today is the rest of my life.
Today.
Today is the cause for my strife.
Always,
I’m livin’ blind;
In fear of finding I’m losing my mind.
My soul.
My soul is gone.
There’s a hole in my chest where soul has been withdrawn.
Oh I woke up,
this morning;
And I couldn’t fall back to sleep.
Cause thinkin’s as good as doin’,
and man my thoughts are cheap.
But I can’t sleep,
the deep sleep;
I recall,
before the things I’d seen.
Cause in my dreams there is no end to things;
And man my dreams are free.