Lyrics
All the voices speak to me
They talk about the place where I should be
But I'm not ubiquitous
Though I wish I was
The time and the silence got on me their claws
Projection, projection
Should I go this way?
Words, sounds and melodies
Define what I say
Projection, projection
Should I go this way?
Words, sounds and melodies
Define what I say
My spirit goes in strange thoughts
I drink a beer and maybe two shots
I can wander when I'm not lucid
My body is borderless and fluid
I'm like Lord Chandos, maybe I should get some sleep
I'll drink moon's milk; may the balance guide me
Why do I always rumble and talk with no sense
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance
The words get stuck and I want them to dance