loud sounds inside my mind's eye
knock on the door for the wizards work
drums and haunting words speak of humiliating times
screams echo and i scream too
i cannot escape from the terrible places that i see before me
the melody of insanity mixed together with the deep voices
squeaking and singing up and down humming and drumming
different tones of loud words
its all imaginary
and makes sense at the same time
i feel his pain
and his sorrow
the mania of tomarrow
in the joker's hand of delusion with the cards he plays
which one will you choose
fighting to stay alive
fighting to maintain your composure
your life
don't want to show you're crazy
must keep your life in order
don't show it at all
insanity creeps upon us all at times we're not sure of
tick tock the clock ticks loud and soft
will you follow the boy to the well
the water's edge is shallow
the sign is deep
take a jump into the pond of life
and you will find your creativity
yes chester the cat had his many high times, no he wasn't a drug addict
he had his manic mondays and drew of artistic fantasys
he was a genius they say
i agree
the music slows and i'm stepping backwards through time
he yaps musically throughout my mind
i'm hallucinating through this experiance and i can't stop and
tell you about it
i see people that aren't there
i hear things that i can't explain.
so tell me again doctor am i crazy