Where did all the clean minds go
While invention slowed into an idle
Crazy
Vacate
It's raining
A psycho game
Sick of shiny, sick of whiny
Look inside me
Turning green
I'm dying
I'm a baby
That's alright
The blue light shuts my eyes
So many times

This strange background in my life
Planet in my head
Drive my body dead
Old tradition breaks a healthy mind
Sweet ignorant child
Come and join the ride

Where's the grown boy looking for a salty line
Walking into the cold morning
Dream time storming
Put me int he rain i'll be happy

Time breaks a healthy heart
Drives us like a car
Beauty of a scar

Time will make you hear an empty tone
Insightful but hollow

Even though gone today
Tear your eyes out anyway
Because you want to feel it
Walking into the gold sunny dream time morning
Just close your mind and be happy