TIME TO FLY

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The matter about this matter

is that we created it

mind create matter

mind over matter

and boys and girls

we've lost our fukking minds 

don'cha feel it too?

go the lyrics to the song...

don'cha feel it too?

Well, what's to do?

Burying myself in the immediacy

of the moment

I ignore all else that lurks

outside my sandcastle walls

Ah...I get the feeling

the universe is telling me

it will soon be time to go

(emulating the birds in 

"Who Knows Where The Time Goes")

and it's saying; See, there ain't that much left

for you to miss out on anymore. 

The world is one by one 

closing up shop on the things you love.

Ah, ya know what I mean

just look around 

Pollyanna has left the building

And if you think it's going to get better

all on its own

and magically right itself again 

after this little cosmic glitch--

I'm here to splash some cold water

on that stupidly grinning mug

We're going to have to think our way

out of this one

a crisis of the spirit

We're going to have to call upon

science and religion

our best minds

on the job

(and beyond that...

we should ask ourselves is HE 

the sick comedian

we've always suspected?)

There's no other way

because 

it poured into my heart

there's love

and there's fear

that's it 

the two dynamics of the universe 

And so we're going to have to think

our way out of this one

We're going to have to scratch

and claw our way out of this one

We're going to have to

kick and spit and cuss

We're going to have to go down 

swinging on this one

 

We're going to have to love ourselves

out of this one