and i will. ft. Charles Bukowski & Alan Watts Lyrics

It's nothing that… that you want that you don't have right now

Is there really? I mean you don't think about things like that

You don't want a sailboat… The only thing I'm missing now…

It's more privacy that I'd like

I would like to be alone more

Like the phone rings too often

There's too many cameras and all that

And I've kinda accepted… but it's not me

When these things are gone, I go back to the room

And I become myself again

Oftentimes, I pull down all the shades like I used to

And just lay down in a room for five to six hours

Just alone

Just lay in that bed and get something back

Some kind of juice

Just being away from people is one of the most marvelous fulfillments

A man like me could have

Just the absence of humanity..

Is a fulfillment so graceful that even God wouldn't understand if He invented them

Which He probably didn't

Maybe I should go and start a new wave

Introspective nature with a bit of depreciation now

Hopefully I'll find what I needed to say

But while I'm searchin' for it, I'll just tell you

I will (I will), I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

Do what it takes until I'm standin'

Maybe I should go and start a new wave

Introspective nature with a bit of depreciation now

Hopefully I'll find what I needed to say

But while I'm searchin' for it, I'll just tell you

I will (I will), I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

Do what it takes until I stand still

Standin' at a stand-still, sinkin' in the landfill

Strugglin' to pay bills, everything just ain't real

I go to step but now my feet are stuck (I'm trapped)

I hope and I guess that I can run amuck

Still, I said it (yuh), I meant it (I did) and you should I know I'm serious

Am I dead if the sedative just makes me go delirious? (Huh?)

I said I'll reach my goals, and I swear to you I will

But if you read the polls, they all say I'll probably fail

But I won't, I mean that, so don't you go delete that

Tweet that you were sendin' my way hopin' that I'd read that (nah)

I know it's hard to stand still floatin' out in cyberspace

But stand here on the pink moon with me and you'll find your place

That pink moon resides inside of my skull here

And that seems to imply that I am alone here (I am)

But I ain't goin' nowhere even when my badge fades

And I forget my name and the power that I waste

Maybe I should go and start a new wave

Introspective nature with a bit of depreciation now

Hopefully I'll find what I needed to say

But while I'm searchin' for it, I'll just tell you

I will (I will), I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

Do what it takes until I stand still

Aquarius upon the moon, sitting on the scale of Libra

Fighting with the urge to hide emotions and to share a heater

He's been known to isolate, he's been known to hibernate

He's been known to act tough even though his mind's at stake

His moon, sun, and rising all reside in Aquarius

He's obsessed with being different even though it be scarin' him

He runs away into the pink moon in his skull

And the constellations there give him the comfort to lull

Maybe I should go and start a new wave

Introspective nature with a bit of depreciation now

Hopefully I'll find what I needed to say

But while I'm searchin' for it, I'll just tell you

I will (I will), I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

I will (I will), and I will (I will)

Do what it takes until I stand still

Now, what seems to develop is this

Most people think that "I" is a center of sensitivity

Somewhere inside their skin

And the majority of people feel that it's in their heads

And civilizations in different periods of history have differed about this

Some people feel that they exist in the solar plexus

But in American culture today, or in the western culture in general

Most people feel that they exist in here (the brain)

And there is, as it were, a little man

Sitting inside the center of the skull

And he has a television screen in front of him

Which gives him all messages from the eyeballs

He has earphones on, and that gives him all messages from the ears

And he has in front of him a control panel

With various dials and buttons and things

Which enable him to influence the arms and legs

And to get all sorts of information from the nerve ends

And that's "you"