I'm feeling funny.
Know what I mean?
How am I funny?
I'll make a scene.
We come together like in a dream.
We
come together like in a dream.
It's all just weather.
This vapor cream.
The clouds are gathering.
We watch them swell.
These monkeys chattering.
Let's cue them hell.
Bang the bell.
Bang the bell.
Bang the bell.
Bang the bell.
All the world is rising and falling.
Everything but nothing at all.
Now behold the raging light.
Flash it's gold and it's out of sight.
All the time is that we got.
Every line a series of dots.
Now and then we say it our peace.
But in the end it's all a put and release.
We brew in accumulate
thunder and raining.
Then dissipate.
Coalescing cells casting a mystery spell.
All the world is rising and falling.
Everything but nothing at all.
Now behold the raging light.
Flash it's gold and it's out of sight.
All the lines we draw and we cross.
Every time I feel at a loss.
As I give into this put and release.
In the end it's all a put and release.
The chattering.