be known as a universal cynic too Wipe your opaque eyes and restore your crystal vision Turn another cheek and exalt in your decision A bit of exercise for the universal cynic
words but your story Just doesn't get told Something here doesn't seem like it did yesterday I know it's just me The prize for the cynic comes due today
Will we find a solution When we add all numbers Like they are supposed to be? No one close, start all over If we fail our expectations We will fall into
ve got to help me get through, these cynical days Yeah, you say, it's just a passing phase You've got to help me get through, these cynical days Cynical days Cynical
I hear my poisons in the multitude Why was I damned a human deemed too rude? Somewhere between the madness and my mind I live with lesions called the
Depleted uranium is used on the ends of bullets And on the ends of shells because it is so hard Almost any armament is vulnerable To something that is
remember the good ol' days weren't always that much better cynical fuck well i ain't nothing but a cynical fuck it don't take much to be a cynical, all
So pull me out of this dream Turn off the television Put on a romantic vinyl And come to bed again Please be my next morning flower But don't be there
Feet to hip Nave to breast Throat to brain and skin arrange Now we're one soul Through my great arteries to every blade of grass, a universal path in
As I peeped into my mortal cup of mind A molten liquid of penance splashed my eyes Unseen truth, a divine surgery Reveals view, windows of faith A breeze
A cult or crew that know not of what to do Indecisive life, but who's to say? A life that's left them nowhere but to decay In a never ending search for
Society's selfish meaning to confine Disabled by the need to cure an insecurity Masses strive to keep themselves in line While the radical seek attention
Here's my hand you painted on A circle fades inside a heart Are you expected here You whisper in my ear So I wash my hands 'Till the water burns A circle
A prevalent personality Susceptible to understand Pressured with an easy procedure Returned with a demand You impatient wayward one Can't deal with reality
I touch the string though the harp may not sing Still I dare the sky for sun sparks to guide Down below there's a land With an ominous hole Deep in the
As one, I'll meet the mortal memories Reliving, seeking silence And know, that I as just a shell outside Have sacred joys inside me No fear, nor fight
From the mountain top He looks upon the crowds Mindful among the mindless Unbound King of those who know I'm sheltering the fears The loneliness exposed
How could I forget such a revelation To love without fear and learn without question How could I regret the meant occasions I must begin this day again
