Unconscious Illness
In between things lost their steam
Anyway, I thought because you'd been here before you'd know the way
I can't find anything
Because it sunk inside
Wind blows water falls endlessly
Through this light
Calculate discrimination
Waist of time
Someone else is trying too hard
Because its dark inside
Have you heard the words I've said
Believe things you cannot see
Till you televise your head
Had it turned the other way
Trust in God what should I say
Have no proof up till today
Writer/s: Mark Van Fleet Hoagland, Paul P. Hoagland, George Shoeppner
