Searching for an eloquent renaissance
But real life doesn't work that way
It's stumbling about in the dark
And hoping you know what to say
I've never said "anomalistic" out loud
Who would say that on an average day?
My thoughts aren't plagued with pretty words
Because real life doesn't work that way
But in my dreams, I use the biggest words I know
And in my dreams, reinvention I undergo
Leap off into the darkness
Go down the rabbit hole
Hear the grand cacophony of
Creatures wicked and criminal
Cry yourself an ocean
And when you swim, try not to drown
If you make your way across the chessboard
You will receive your crown
Ah, ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
Psychotomimetic thoughts, losing mind
Am I dreaming or just alone
Caterpillar highs on the ground
I'll sit here till tomorrow
Lunatical ramblings fall out my mouth
And the tea pours just as fast
And the clocks stopped ticking long ago
How long do I have? How much time has passed?
Leap off into the darkness
Go down the rabbit hole
Hear the grand cacophony of
Creatures wicked and criminal
Cry yourself an ocean
And when you swim, try not to drown
If you make your way across the chessboard
You will receive your crown
So many golden afternoons have passed
I'm losing count
And the little hands make presence
Of the things I'm bleeding out
The dream-child moving through a land
Twisted by darkness and doubt
The jabberwok's got hold of me
I scream (and shout)
Leap off into the darkness
Go down the rabbit hole
Hear the grand cacophony of
Creatures wicked and criminal
Cry yourself an ocean
And when you swim, try not to drown
If you make your way across the chessboard
You will receive your crown
Your crown