Open the door...onto my world
where the black skies...don't twinkle with stars
where all the winds...don't blow up the storms
where all the rains...water only the thorns
where all the dust...brings only the blind
to watch over our...awful disgust
at all of the things
all of the thoughts
all of the feelings
all of us us us us.....
love is a lie... and hate is illusion
fear paralyzes... and hope gives confusion
agony distinguishes naught from delusion
anticipation of pain puts in occlusion
desire to keep it all a-way from a-way from us us us us....
closing the door...back to the world
where all of us... could-'ve gath-ered
and helped all the us-es to live with the real
back to the world where we could've survived
back to the world where we didn't all die
back to the world where someofus'd been
back to the world where none of us tried
back to the world where all of us failed
to recognize those who were lost 'n' had to be found
followed them out and stretched out a hand
led them back to the beautiful land
back to the world where none of us cared
back to the world where none of us cared
