ALL LYRICS BY JOE BOLIEIRO

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one's next step out of darkness to be

has an attic fix and a half memory

gi joe with the kung fu grip and it slips

a tomy, some plastic people who might be zips

one's next step out of darkness to be

a force and a push and a wannabe

photo albums, finger paintings, vhs and beta

think i'll go to the fiesta and meet me a delta

and you twirl, twirl round and round like you can

looking for someone, to understand

looking for someone, someone to be a good friend

someone to depend on

out of darkness to be

one's next step out of darkness to be

a stare at the door with sweat can't you see

pulling the curtains and drawing a frown, like a clown

a spineless silver slinky always going down

and you spiral, spiral down and down into quicksand

looking for someone, to take your hand

looking for someone, someone to be a real good friend

someone to defend

out of darkness to be

big bang, and then and then

millions of monkeys

randomly hitting the keys

with generations of bone and marrow

comes the words "slings and arrows"

it's an ape world

and you want to climb the pyramid

as napoleon did

did he? yes!

and look down

to an ancient burial ground

it's a slave world

a grave new world

and in the land of the great wall of shun

a billion watching a dynasty rerun

and at high noon

it's jr, the oil tycoon

and in the land of the rising sun

the little ones played in the break of dawn

and you fold a last crane

to break the chain of reign

with one eye on the moon

awaken, and then and then

the morpho begins to dissipate

and i start to hallucinate

it's population control, mass graves and genocide

all justified and taken in stride

it's a grave new world

and you slip online into a 3D fantasy for a while

with a joy stick

searching for a monk with a legendary flying kick

and you want the alien prophet and a gunner by your side

it's a grave new world

it's a grave new world

it's a grave new world

i dream

a dream

in the dark of night

i'm holding you tight

in the limelight

i wish i could tell you,

true

but my dreams are not made for two

pool reflections

agleam with scheme

poor perfection

lie down to me

echos chase me round and round

back for more and never to be found

i hear their voices as they surround

with my feet planted firmly in the ground

i look up at the starry night

and the voice in my head

a descendant from an ape

on his mother's side, agape

tries to explain how we all came to be

cosmic soup with a tinge of geometry

but mister,

can you find a cure for my common cold

and i start turning on

and maybe you think i'm lazy

and maybe you think i'm crazy

and maybe you think i'm paranoid

and maybe you think i'm freud

and maybe you think i'm dr. jekyll

but all i want to do is hide

and i look up from the good book

and the voice in my head

a descendant from an ape

on his father's side, agape

tries to explain why we all came to be

chicken soup with a tinge of hypocrisy

but mister,

can you save me from my beaten soul?

can you put in a good word

for a bitcoin or a bankroll?

and I start turning on

and maybe you think i'm lazy

and maybe you think i'm crazy

and maybe you think i'm part of a greater cell

and you feel the need to ring your bicycle bell

and maybe you think i'm addicted to heaven

but the voices in my head tell me i'm in ...

hell

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a sigh,

a last sign of breath

a bright tunnel light

drawing you to a wrath

a glassy eye and an empty look

is left to defend

with a thought of a cast hook

you float to amend

she is standing there with kinship

standing as you knew her grace

she sees the lines on your face

lines trenched by more than one tear

and you try to keep a stone veneer

and she smiles,

and you want to stay a while

and in the fields of poppies and final stands

once stood, you in a private war of woes

once stood, fear of a touch

a touch of water with your toe

she disappeared from your mild grip

and you feel the need to explain

how it all came to be with pain

a reckless thought as you jog a memory

with searchlights as you cried to hurry

and you want to stay a while

as she waves with a warm smile

once stood,

and in the fields of poppies and final stands

once stood, you in a private war of woes

once stood, fear of a touch

a touch of water with your toe

once stood, you and another

once stood, dreams and lightness

once stood, love and happiness

and you cry out for a past lover

and life

life

once stood, a starless sky

once stood, a half-hearted try

once stood, a fading sun

once stood, a black moon

once stood, a blinding darkness

once stood, a black soul

once stood, a part of a whole

once stood, you

once stood, you and another,

once stood, dreams and lightness

once stood, love and happiness

and you cry out for a past lover

and life

life

life

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you,

you come around here to hypnotize me

parading as the epitome of perfect sanctuary

but you're cold and detached like an old bombshell

and you wear your crest well on your torn lapel

but i,

i will bask with my shadow as one in the lightening

one's next step out of darkness to being

one's next step to be

yeah!

leaden wings and marionette strings

whose will, will tomorrow bring?

the die has been cast

a forged future, forgotten past

how long will the madness last?

how long will the madness last?

how long will the madness last?

roots are tied to form

roots are tied to home

roots are tied to a willow tree

roots intertwine with you and me

leaden wings and marionette strings

whose will, will tomorrow bring?

roots are nature's strings

and tomorrow,

buried love will spring and sing

and sing

sing

find the path of one star in the universe

we will follow it alone,

that is par for the course

the builder of the whole

dreams a circle within a circle

and me, just looking for a miracle

we feel love, we feel hate

we felt pain trying to relate

we teeter, we totter

to the lows of deep waters

and to the highs of a steeped wall

and me, just looking for a miracle

flour power and an empty gourd in the milky way

our leaders will hear from us,

in a rock campaign kind of way

bankrupt imagination and excess

have mother nature over a barrel

and me, just looking for a miracle

we see black, we see white

we saw rainbows in the light

we teeter, we totter

to the lows of deep waters

and to the highs of a steep mountain

and me, finding balance in between

on the screen the plastic goes on

with a perfect smile and style

talk of an apparent showdown

with a hint to the chin

leaving a feeling akin to gin

and i'm not turning on

and i'm not turning on

but,

my delta girl

she takes me by the hand

my delta girl

where the rivers meet

and makes me understand

in a heartbeat

what life is meant to be

i feel a change coming on

without demons for you world

i feel a change coming on

it's a bit of a scream

with a selfish gene and memes

and the powers that feed

go on with nosebleeds and greed

let's blame it on the swedes

and i'm not turning on

yeah!  i'm not turning on

but,

my delta girl

she takes me by the hand

my delta girl

where the rivers meet

and makes me understand, yeah!

my delta girl

she takes me by the hand

my delta girl

where the rivers meet

and makes me understand

in a heartbeat

what life is meant to be

but, my delta girl

ooooooh the way she moves

huxley would approve

i look into her eyes and she replies in mime

there are butterflies and wonders to be mined

and you feel her grip and her wave in the moonlight

and you hold her tight until the brave of sunlight.

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ALL LYRICS BY JOE BOLIEIRO

© BY JOE BOLIEIRO FOR HUXLEY WOULD APPROVE