Looking back, not forward, all my life
Shutting the door, so they don't run out into the night
Fog flows through the air, and it's time to stay inside
For the next few years of my life
Ooh.!
Tell the government
That I'm leaving home
I don't want any part
In their coverup
Gone to find a new home
That's different from my own
Try to reach the calm
Before the storm!!
In the sheltered rain
Holding in my pain
And not changing clothes for a couple of days
Ohh, well I'm alright
Ohh, and that's the best that I can be
There's a girl I know back home
And she's sitting with someone
Playing songs and drinking tea
I don't know if I'm in love
When in doubt, I know that I
I can scream and I can shout
But I know that won't bring him back
He'll still be gone, and we'll be sad
And I know that my best friends are worrying for me
Well fuck that, cause everyone's better than me
Eee.!
Well, how can you sleep when the days act like years?
And how do you dream in a Poisonland dream?
Well, how can you sleep when the days act like years?
And how do you dream in a Poisonland dream?
Well, how can you sleep when the days act like years?
And how do you dream in a Poisonland dream?
Well, how can you sleep when the days act like years?
And how do you sleep in a Poisonland dream?
"Humans do all kinds of things during their lifetime, right?
Discovering things, building things...
And, even before that, maybe there was genetic material in the air and water
Even in the particles of dust and space!
And if that's the truth, then what sort of memories are hidden within them?
The beginning of the universe, or maybe even before that?
And what if everyone shares those ancient memories;
What if there were some mistakes in the progression?"