Well, we walked along the street
Without a sound but just our feet
But our smiles were big and loud
And you’ve got me feeling so newly proud.

Well, we talked in a warm embrace
About love and death and the human race
And how our paths were fated to be
As we clung together underneath a tree

Well, the night hid us inside the cool shade
As my doubts and fears finally started to fade
And your eyes were twinkling with a young romance
So I took your hand and we started to dance

And you said you had cranberries in your mouth
When I wanted to kiss you
But that made the feeling “sweeter”
As my heart did spin and teeter
For the sugar of our hearts made an all-new taste
And the fears of our futures have since been erased
Since our flavors came together to merge into one
As we smile and hold hands while shining like the sun.

Do something, do nothing
Is what the head goblins say
Say something, don't speak
Is told to me day by day

Make a change, do nothing
Is what the head goblins yell
Write something, write nothing
As they bury me deeper into hell.

Make something, destroy everything
Is what the head goblins request
Walk somewhere, sit somewhere
Ain't they just a pest?

Love her, hate him
Is what the head goblins demand
Talk, speak, riot, reek, isolate, permeate, mediate, violate
The head goblins have me buried in the sand.

Take a hit or ten of the pipe that will
Surely rearrange your mind, until
You come back down to Earth, but while you are up
See what drips from your mouth into your cup

The road turns upside down with a grin
And without any dignity, denouncing your chagrin
See yourself shouting at the weather up at the sky
Raining, snowing, or sunning, you’ll pass it by

Float past the purple beanstalks that
Grow right by where you just had sat
Listen for nature joking inside your ears
Making you think of all those wasted years

A glorious wind blows you like a page
Out of those bars that held you in society’s cage
Do not be alarmed in the world you have come to
It is a divine paradise in the clouds of pleasant blue

Flowers come forth in the morning spirit sun
In this warm grassy meadow, you skip hop and run
And around you are those happy smiling faces
Belonging to those friends that have brought you to these places

There’s an expression for what these feelings are
Even after you’ve fallen down from your star
It means that you’re away and dazed in the head
And the feeling is called being blissfully dead.

At the moment, my love
You've been the person I've been looking for for ages
But...
Please be careful.

In a tender knotted string
Holds my heart that does sing
Out the tune of my past
Should the song stop, at last?
For you are a new sound
And I like it when you're around
You make me re-evaluate
My entire life; this I do not exaggerate

Your angelic smile
Runs such a mile
Into the blackened corners of my mind
That loathing creeps around with other filthy kinds
But they never had a chance
To your beautiful dance
That dissolved the cogs that span their undying hate
And this I will forever appreciate

The way your words
Fly out like birds
And chirp so sweetly into my restless ears
As they delicately dissolve my endless fears
And not a day goes by
That I want to get high
Off your intoxicating gaze that fulfills my days
While the rest of my nights I'm deep in a haze

But...
Please be careful
For while my heart is happy again
You have the power to destroy it.

Lately, the colors on my bedroom walls
And the pastel shades on the bathroom stalls
Are floating off the surface and mix all 'round
But there's more to this feeling that only exists in sound.

Lately, as I walk on the filthy sidewalk street
The ground melts into a liquid that splashes by my feet
And the pigeons fly upside-down while singing their song
And sometimes I flap with them and soar right along.

Lately, while the sun may rise upon the cold land
I see no brightness on my legs or my hands
And if the moon should fall to the deep blue sea
It'll crash right down and fall along with me.

Lately, all the people I know and see are slugs
And my underneath skin is crawling with bugs
Should my hair fall out on a scorching overnight
I no longer can tell what's wrong or what's right.
For reality is bending at the tattered seams
A parallel universe only matched by my dreams
And the fibers of my core are beaten like a drum
With the sounds of my head making a maddened hum

So I walk upside-down in an ever-changing world
While my mind and my heart continue to be swirled.