I believe my certain eyes, And nothing more than they can sight, And though I strain my brain, Still I can't explain My sentimental memories, Mental memories. Often soaked and over-high I reached the suburbs of my mind, Man, I saw the fair! The magic in the air, And sacramental serenity, Mental serenity. Is there the heaven up the sky? I don't know, haven't seen. Are we the spirits in disguise? I only know we could be. I'm such an empty piece of mind, Get it on, I let it in, I'm ready, let it in. I believe my only tracks And commonly conceded facts, And though I heard them say: "Don't lock your mind away!" I'm only here for sanity And mental inanity, Mental sanity, Mental inanity.