The Thing That Clings Lyrics

Times when I want to be

But there's too many voices

Singing inside my head

Times when I long to see

But there's too many clouds of

Doubt can't see ahead

You got to got to lose those superstitions

Can all impositions you got to lock 'em up and set you free

You got to got to break that repetition

Use some intuition and make it all come to light

I wanna find the thing that keeps me satisfied

I wanna dream the dream that keeps me dead at night

I wanna make it right not give in to another fight

I want the thing that clings

Places I want to be all of the centuries

Stories and tales abound

Journey from Earth to Sun

Once in a lifetime living it up for fun

You got to got to avoid those big decisions

Create a brand new vision

And throw it out to the wind

You got to got to find your prima-bella

Avoid all names like "Stella"

And live a lifetime full of sin

And if you don't consider:

Global warming god conforming acid rain

And the virus warnings

Ostrich heads with greed adorning

Life in mourning not alluring

Talking heads self-righteous creeps

Denying freedom hate is swarming

Needles pointing to the red

And then it's time for bed

I wanna see the light

Times when I want to be

But there's too many voices

Screaming inside my head

Times when I long to see

But there's too many clouds of doubt

'Can't see ahead

Freedom is all of this but I'm sorry to say

It's something lost inside my head

The thing that clings