Whose Thoughts Are Mine
with tiny little stones,
and i´m mostly disappointed,
at the distance they would go,
So i try another brilliant plan,
and i try not to give in,
to feelings of rejection,
and to never fitting in,
They tell me that i´m crazy,
some say i lost my nerve,
but the rumors travel quickly,
on the "highway of absurd",
i climbed up dollar mountain,
and i met a millonaire,
and it´s something that he told me,
he said buyer beware,
If the water tastes like wine,
it´s water,
yes it´s water,
they tell you it´s all in your mind,
still i wonder,
yes i wonder,
Whose toughts are mine,
Whose toughts are mine,
The fear in your mind,
never was , never was,
As you peel away the layers,
of their multi-colored lies,
you see the grand illusion,
disappear in time,
and it doesn´t take a genius,
to know there something queer,
when their answers give you nothing,
there´s nothing to fear,
If the water tastes like wine,
it´s water,
yes it´s water,
they tell you it´s all in your mind,
still i wonder,
yes i wonder,
Whose toughts are mine,
Whose toughts are mine,
Whose toughts are mine,
Will it take million lives,
to break on through the lies.