Psychedelic trust inside his belly.
Joyful meaning under a tree.
A bird stole his best idea.
And he wears a cup of tea.
The picture is wrong,
Colors melt together
Like lovers in that one song
Slowly ripping each feather.
Naked dreams now freed,
We watch them disappear
And collect the one seed
Meaning of life and fear.
Still he is alone now
For you've ignored his heart
And he keeps wondering how
You became his best part.
The fool left the hill
To jump into mystery.
You can pay the bill,
Or become legendary.
