I was talking in my sleep, she said Taking pictures making faces Gone lost and incomplete Walking quiet down the street, wasted Searching far and finding nothing But graves of living meat So where is the joy in living When the hours pa** me by What a shame to blame or feel such pain Through laughing eyes (what a shame) There ain't no one to blame but yourself You see you inhale the air into the tube You breath in deeply and Then stare into the hues of blue Prepare yourself for what you want Readiness to make it happen Find your dream seize it, grasp it We've let illusion cause confusion That which we once knew is no longer true Is it good or bad to let go of what you never had Or what's no longer you Mysterious, all delirious, incomprehensible My life is not what I once thought A dim reflection of another life that I'm glad I lost Beat down by others Larry has fought For what we thought we wanted But we had it anyway