In a cosmos of dualities
There are realities, and un-realities
Life is a gamble and a ferris wheel ride

I can bet my own chips on my vanity, my pride...
So: let's get urban, let's head for the shade-
And, let's discover, just, of what we are made

Pursuing Heaven on the edge of a knife:
Which spirits, in which forms, are really alive?


You own some islands; you fly a pink jet:
What will you give me, in exchange for what you get?


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It's what I can't possess, and, it's what I can't escape

It's what I can't control, and, it's what I cannot shape
It' what was here before me, and,
Its whisper will implore me:

"Better know before you're over:
Either die, or Supernova!"


In any land of endless possibilities,
It seems phenomenon will answer to their source,
And, as your vision billows out when you perceive,

So, it verifies and validates what, once, you disbelieved....
Though, what I knew was true, we dream a dream of life--
Every breath is just a metaphor for answer-seeking strife!!

Your leap of Faith, and, your adventures on the Seas...
(But, you knew that you'd learned nothing on the night you lost your wife...)


You own a network: Leaders quiver when you speak
But: privately you pay a !@^% to kiss your cheek...


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(Instrumental passage, or solo)


Let's start the evening with the benefit of Doubt--
The tank is full, but it will Empty Out!

If we get stranded where they speak a different tongue,
Lost, cold, and fearful where we don't know anyone,
We'll have to open up, we'll have to use our minds: even so,

We may be punished by what the world designs,
When fair people meet us, after, they'll see an attitude:
"Though we're glad it didn't kill us, I'm afraid it made us crude..."


Temptation lingers, by you, like a patient slave:
Give Away! Seize The Moment! Always Spend It! Never Save!


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