There must be a million questions to ask
And must be a couple million masks for hiding behind
But man is helpless & blind, when messing mind
You may find the answers at home
Under your cover all alone
Or then you come to alley of blind, you`re messing mind
You can trust those people in magazines
Become one of them, get into the scene
But it hits you, dead end, and all there`s to find,
is that sign "you`re messing your mind"
It may be found from city or zoo
May show up straight out of the blue
Or come down to you like the rain
All in vain
You may be an artist but you are just a man
you may be a thinker but if you don`t know
where your thought just run,
There starts another grind, with your messed-up mind
So what you even need those answer for
We´ll never know for sure & you`ll never guess the
final score
before you stop that whine,
Man, your a special kind, but a messed-up mind..
It may be found from city or zoo
May show up straight out of the blue
Or come down to you like the rain
All in Wayne
You can build those dreamcastles
but take your head out of the clouds,
As a friend I try to encourage
but all i see is face full of doubt,
Life ends pretty quickly
if don`t get what it`s about,
And remember man, you gotta understand
you`re not just fool in line,
but messing with your mind..
It may be found from city or zoo
May show up straight out of the blue
Or come down to you like the rain
All in vain