Mind Within Yourself
"You were running blind,
Following your feet to try and outrun your fate,
Standing in a field of clouds,
Cerebral voices the loudest,
All hollering your name,
Is it paradise?
Only if it blows your mind,
And then blows away,
To know you have to deal,
Call you a sinnerman,
Or call it second sight,
Now they treat me all the same,
It's the thinnest line they hung you out by
You were holding my hands and saying,
What if I only ever took what's mine,
I wanted to tell them,
That if I could have lead
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