Bruce Jacoby - Third Eye lyrics

[Intro: Bill Hicks] "See, I think d** have done some good things for us, I really do. And if you don't believe d** have done good things for us, do me a favor - go home tonight and take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your CDs and burn 'em. Cause you know what? The musicians who've made all that great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the years... rrrrrrrrrrrrreal f**ing high on d**" "Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as d**h, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather" "It's not a war on d**, it's a war on personal freedom. Keep that in mind at all times, thank you" Dreaming of that face again It's bright and blue and shimmering Grinning wide And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes On my back and tumbling Down that hole and back again Rising up And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye In... Out... In... Out... In... Out... A child's rhyme stuck in my head It said that life is but a dream I've spent so many years in question To find I've known this all along "So good to see you I've missed you so much So glad it's over I've missed you so much Came out to watch you play Why are you running?" Shrouding all the ground around me Is this holy crow above me Black as holes within a memory And blue as our new second sun I stick my hand into his shadow To pull the pieces from the sand Which I attempt to rea**emble To see just who I might have been I do not recognize the vessel But the eyes seem so familiar Like phosphorescent desert bu*tons Singing one familiar song... "So good to see you I've missed you so much So glad it's over I've missed you so much Came out to watch you play Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding And you thought that I had run away Chasing the tail of dogma I opened my eye and there we were So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me And you thought that I had run away Chasing a trail of smoke and reason Prying open my third eye