Shift it on down
Tune in the dial
Lay it on back
Sit for a while
Don't say a word
Don't think a thought
I can't see you yet
Through the smoke, or fog, or haze
My mind does funny things
And plays make believe
You are in everything
Moving cells dividing
Molecules dancing on your altar
And cancer is confiding
In the secrets of day
Of when we tried
To take over the world
__________________ This lamentation of me, is just an imitation of me. Who I am and what you see, you will never know.
