Creator as Observer congruent systems collapsing mutating waveforms to become sight-sound touch. A sick perception is now my only link to reality scorched eternally blistering yet I prevail. My merciless plan of creation entails seeing the unseen forge

Hey hey hallelujah, hey hey hallelujah I really got a hold on you, you're begging me for more You never seen nobody do the things I do before singing Yeah I drive you crazy and your heart's about to break You're begging me for mercy, don't know how much

Does it make you feel better? 'Cause it’s making me worse 'Cause it’s making me hurt Does it make you feel good? When I’m falling apart? Am I wasting my time? Am I losing my mind for better or for worse? 'Cause it doesn’t feel right No it doesn’t feel

And different strokes for different folks And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo I am everyday people, yeah yeah Oh sha sha we got to live together Sometimes I'm right and I can be wrong My own beliefs are in my song The butcher, the banker, the

What's going on in there? You live for the sea Undine, you live for the sea You cannot, you cannot Oh Undine so sweet and pure Oh Undine, sing your love to me Made my steps towards the water Where Undine last was seen

I'll be reaching out Living my life without you Everything is lonely and I need you Living my life forever Watching every day go by, living in a foolish game Just the way I feel today Never hear a single word, living in a lullaby Praying every tear I cry

In South Australia I was born, heave away, haul away In South Australia, 'round Cape Horn, we're bound for South Australia Haul away your rolling king, heave away, haul away Haul away, you'll hear me sing, we're bound for South Australia As I walked out

You give me hope To carry on You light up my days And fill my nights with song You light up my life So many nights I sit by my window Waiting for someone to sing me his song So many dreams I kept deep inside me

I'm walking over I'm in this silence I'm in this, burning You're raising towers You were here for a while You come to me docile Tried to make sense of this By the time that I expressed That I had felt helpless

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get a grip inside) From the day that I was born Sing a song for me, one from Let It Be Open up your eyes, get a grip of yourself inside (You betcha) Flash your pen at the song that I'm singin' Touch down bass livin' on the run Be my