Chariot Allegory Lyrics

The cowboy switching on controls, launched his mental appetites

Deep into the void where fallen angels sleep for countless ages

Undisturbed

The patient mind of a vagabond whose limits now were none

Resolved to punch a throttle through the dark side of the sun

Spinning like the chambers of a pistol in a fight

Estimating barrels that he emptied in the night

His steel-blue '86 Pontiac Grand Prix

With double dragons, painted, and equipped with destiny

Shot through the highways of the minds of traitor enemies

Intercepting messages that he spread among the free

Never stopping to relax or take a break for lunch

He followed signs and signals that he furthered with a hunch

That evil snakes its way inside the hearts of lesser men

Who give into temptation, putting down their guard again

And with this one phenomenon he had a great idea

To use the tactic mindfully and implant purity

In systems that depend on consciousness to thrive

He would betray the makers with a virus from all sides

Silos whisper on the breeze, a dream to end restless beliefs

Of something hidden in trees, and noticed in the fallen leaves

A sickness infecting the land, it's one that we can understand

To drive along the booming shore, to see the sea foam come alive

To dive into a hurricane, like a dolphin between the stars

Or a colony on Mars, or a note between the bars

Of a prison cell that I can tell captures everything

Alive with ancient symmetry, rebounding across the years

Recognizing subtle fears, that echo in surveilled phone

In cosmic bliss I'd make my home, but the trouble is… I'm not alone

I'm counted here among the poor, riding retro-waves of yore

The cowboy switching on controls, launched his mental appetites

Deep into the void where fallen angels sleep for countless ages

Undisturbed