(Eyedea) My favorite place is a feeling. (A feeling) A ground uncovered by a ceiling. (A feeling) A cross is the metaphor for a microscope Why look in? When you can look out The sky is falling The miles are calling The heart can no longer walk; it's on its last beat crawling And when the bridge finally collapses we'll all sing Of how the previous dreams of consciousness were faulty My favorite taste is a feeling. (A feeling) My favorite feeling is a feeling. (A feeling) My favorite hobby is concealing. (Concealing) The fact that every hidden path is just a feeling (Oddjobs) If you ever need someone to block the rain drops Then I'll be there. Then I'll be right there And if you ever need some open arms to make the pain stop Then I'll be there. Then I'll be right there If you ever need my ears to release your fears Gather up your tears, and we can wave at the years If you ever need a friend, scapegoat, or a brother If you ever need a client, punching bag, or a lover If you ever need a child, or a over bearing mother Cause times get tougher, but all we need is each other Put your hands in mine. We'll out live the sands of time Two hearts, two minds, combined. I plan to shine (Oddjobs) Peace to, all the kids who, found out there's a life after high school I'm trying to reach you, and fill you, with paths between life cycle I've known the sanctuary, rut, and the sanction where we hush I've had my share of lost touch Thank you very much See if I just put it off for one more day Maybe just maybe it will go away Motivate My room smells a little too much like myself So I step out of the egg, the womb, and the shell The whereabouts of hidden bridges With a name like that ya'll better come with it