There's no man alive who has any answers. We all know that. It's like the guru trip. All a guru can do is direct you to something that you probably already know about yourself, something you might want to followup on. Apply the same thing to music and records. You might get something from a particular record that hits a nerve and something inside you. But that's your vision of it.
I was just getting tired of the image bullshit...that man of mystery trip and what have you. What's that all about?
This Hollywood ain't no good, I would rather be like Robin Hood.
Enlightenment says the world is nothing Nothing but a dream, everything's an illusion And nothing is real.
Well I've got to get out of the rat-race now I'm tired of the ways of mice and men And the empires all turning into rust again. Out of everything nothing remains the same That's why I'm cloud hidden Cloud hidden Whereabouts unknown.
See the man on the TV with a phony smile. Bring you up, bring you down, he can turn your head around.
I have seen without perceiving I have been another man Let me pierce the realm of glamour So I know just what I am.
I am about the arrangements and the layers of depth in the music.
Enlightenment, don't know what it is. It's up to you, the way you think.
I'm a working man in my prime cleaning windows.
You come into my dreams from a whisper to a scream.
Men come, men go, all things remain in God.
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea They thought great thoughts about liberty Poets wrote down words that did fit Writers wrote books Thinkers thought about it.