I'm gonna watch you These rocks they hold heat Pools of water cool your feet As you walk you believe Every part of the dream You walk into the world you make You lose yourself but you find your way We turn so slow I know it's hard to wait

Yes, I'm on my way They won't take me They won't break me I've got dreams I'm livin' for I'll break away He's just a young boy out of school Livin' his world like he wants to They're makin' laws, but they don't understand Turns a boy in to a fightin' man

Welcome to Theatre of Absurd When the world and reason are the audience And actor illusion and experience only Here gleams shiny mandala In the chamber of creation and annihilation And Lingam links with Yoni wisdom stone make There is neither space nor

Keeps Georgia on my mind Just an old sweet song Other arms reach out to me Other eyes smile tenderly Still in peaceful dreams I see The road leads back to you The whole day through I said now, Georgia

Look for clovers in grassy lawns Search for shooting stars in the night No matter how hopeless It may seem I know I may be wishing

The one I give my life to That loves as deep as I do The one for whom I’d really gladly suffer The one I’ll always love above another You’re my world, you’re my hope You’re all my dreams and all my heart Who takes me through the flood and through the fire

Dreams the world far away Eva flies away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails away The Good in her will be my sunflower field 6:30 winter morn Snow keeps falling, silent dawn A rose by any other name

Open your heart and let the sunshine in Open your heart, let the sunshine in Sun is shining on my world Sun is in my shoes While i´m passin´ through this life This job is spent with you Wrap my dreams in silver paper Gonna give them all to you Use them

I want to be loved I'm gonna live I'm gonna survive I'm gonna dream Thinking my life was just a lie I don't want the world to pass me by I ain't gonna die I want to give I'm ready to try

The hours tick away - they tick away In the fullness of time In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test? It is what it is - and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away