Lyrics

Crossroads


shifting reality to the side to
shifting reality
shattering reality / let her body exhume melancholy

modern horizon,
I’d rather take the highway
to where Soul Rebel learned to sing

far away
far away
far away

highway, was understanding
as thoughts shifted through,
highway, was understanding
as thoughts shifted through

skin // was made of ether,
sin // was masked by bliss,

highway, was understanding
as thoughts shifted through,

in & out the sorrows shine

I’m getting
I’m getting

I’m getting,
I’m getting – so high-

this trip was made for my pleasure
this trip was made for my pleasure
this trip was made //
FOR MY PLEASURE!
this trip was made //
FOR MY PLEASURE!

the Parthenon loomed in a hazy cloud of orange,
strange was the smell of wind….& the touch of stone,
a mask alive, the sound of theater,

worship drifts into
a chant horizon,
nutrient steeds
flow from the juncture of myth,

times emancipated
from habit - forming,
musical chord – unsheathed & moaning,

light reflected to blind
even the magical man…..
the miracle man…..

so the rose
of misery spiraling wraith – like
deep within the idol’s eyes,
breath laden with static
begins to permeate
the atmosphere
rolling rolling rolling
over & spilling a tongue of
November shade unclear

this trip was made for my pleasure
this trip was made for my pleasure
this trip was made //
FOR MY PLEASURE!
this trip was made //
FOR MY PLEASURE!

(2X)choragus: we rule the pain,
we rule the pain
we rule the pain,

he falls to his knees
rambles & screams
out loud
a corporeal –
ERUPTS!

so this thespian blanched…..

like a firefly in the blanket of night (3X)