Tibetan Book Of The Dead (T.B.D.) — текст песни (Live)

in the moment I was losing my head

readin` too much and losin` my head and I was

reachin` forward, I was already there

readin` too much and losin` my head

this information caused a cut in the line

now I`m remembering God and readin` too much

it`s so nice

the print is smaller than the ants in the grass

I`ll have to put it away now



in the morning there are things to be read,

words to be said, and food to be fed,

but I won`t be there.

I`ll be clutchin` on a megaphone pointed at my head,

would you be there,

would you kindly, read this word for word

so loud and clear,

I can`t remember it all,

it needs to be clear, I tell you,

if the feeling drops out of your voice,

would you kindly pick it up



this is how, I`ll go out tonight

dressed in blue, by the book tonight

this is how, I`ll go out tonight

but I don`t need a book.



we`re talkin` anchors, talkin` ships, we`re talkin` seas,

we`re talkin` everything you need

you should be workin` now,

not only askin` how

and the whereabouts of where you`ll be.

I don`t suspect you will be thinking

when the brain is dead

and the mind has taken over,

this is a skill, this is not a game,

where have you been,

are you with us?

can you hear us?

got the megaphone pointed at you