Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.
On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.
In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...
A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"
Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...
"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"
Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.
So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.
Prying open my third eye.
Soñando ese rostro otra vez.
Es brillante y azul y tornasolado
Sonrie
Y me reconforta con sus ojos candidos y salvajes.
Sobre mi espalda y saltando
En ese agujero y saliendo de nuevo
Levantandose
Y limpiando las telarañas y el rocio de mi ojo marchito.
Dentro...fuera...dentro...fuera...dentro...fuera...
Una rima infantil trabada en mi cabeza.
Dice que la vida no es mas que un sueño.
Me llevo tantos años en cuestion
Para descubrir que ya lo sabia.
"Es tan bueno verte.
Te he extrañado tanto.
Tan contento de que haya terminado.
Te he extrañado tanto.
Venia afuera para verte jugar
¿Por que estas corriendo?"
Tapando todo el suelo a mi alrededor.
Es este sacro cuervo arriba mio.
Negro como agujeros sin memoria
Y azul como nuestro nuevo segundo sol.
Voy a meter mi mano en esta sombra
Para sacar las piezas de la arena.
La cuales voy a reunir
Solo para ver quien pude haber sido.
No reconozco la vasija,
Pero los ojos me son tan familiares.
Como botones desiertos fosforecentes
Cantando una cancion familiar...
"Es tan bueno verte.
Te he extrañado tanto.
Tan contento de que haya terminado.
Te he extrañado tanto.
Venia afuera para verte jugar
¿Por que estas corriendo?"
Curioso abri mi tercer ojo.
Es tan bueno verte una vez mas.
Pense que te estabas escondiendo.
Y vos pensaste que me habia ido.
Persiguiendo la cola del dogma.
Abri mi ojo alli estaban.
Es tan bueno verte una vez mas.
Pense que te estabas escondiendo.
Y vos pensaste que me habia ido.
Persiguiendo la pista de humo y razon.
Curioso abri mi tercer ojo.