My Own Psychedelic World
Blue skies filled with purple velvet clouds
Drifting around rock strewn mountains
Covered with dark green reptile skin
Houses of young virginal girls fill the trees
Naked they run through the leaves
Chased by birds with fire red wings
While blue tigers roam the world beneath
A half million people sway to an unsung song
The words of which no one knows
The notes of which no one hears
Yet everyone imagines it in their mind
And it is always the same
The tigers look for a bowl of milk
As the birds build nests in their massive jaws
And the naked virgins ride on their back
It is a world of my own creation
Created with the help of a little pill
But for now it is mine
It is where I choose to live
I know it will go away and I will never see it again
At least until the time I can find another little pill
Then I may see it again
And it will be my home
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