When I look in your eyes
I see a burning star
I see a heart that's wild
I see a place I can't defineYour mind is sharp
You don't miss a beat
You see right through people
Who can't see into youIs life just a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium?
Is life just a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium?Your slight smile
Holds me rapt for a while
And they can't pull me down
Pull us down, pull us downSolar flares
Burn bright in your hair
Yeah people get scared
They don't understand how beautiful you areThe state, money, sex, yourself, power, these are all false godsA metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light
A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of lightSolar flares
Burn bright in your hair
Yeah people get scared
They don't understand how beautiful you areA metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light
A metaphysical pistol, a metaphysical pistolA metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light
A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate
A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light
A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hateWe are sitting smack in the middle of the beatific visionA heart full of light, money
Gut full of hate, sex
A heart full of light, power
Gut full of hate, yourself
A heart full of light, the state
Gut full of hate, false gods
A heart full of light, vision
Gut full of hate, vision
A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol with a
Gut full of hate, a metaphysical pistol with
A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol with a
Gut full of hate, a metaphysical pistol with
A heart full of light
Gut full of hate