Feeling Oblivion

Cubscouts are screaming

Needing icecreaming and all the pleasures of June

I'm in a parked car

Flowers seem friendly and people in hall ways feel walls

Now it is night time, maybe we're cruising avoiding the anti-cruise

Oh I don't really know where we are

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion

Once in a while now the lie in the laughter can burn through a hole in my ears

Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid

Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear

Well I'll just go under the water

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion

So don't leave me here on my own

So don't leave me here on my own

If things get real promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion