1850

take a walk on any day
 what is real you cannot say
 drink a sliver of the sky
 see an angel floating by
 keep it down you see the stars
 realize don't know where you are
 drink into another life
 great great grandpa didn't die
 keep on walking force afar
 1850 gone too far
 time's a twinkle in his eye
 understand don't even try
 like the doctor when you die
 he can see inside your mind
 items wishes best regards
 filthy falling house of card
 certainly don't be afraid
 truth's a game that's hard to play
 four dimensions we can feel
 can't decide if they are real
 you weren't meant to go so far
 time is like a cookie jar
 (keep goin' back...)
 . in a cosmic wave
 all those lives go down the drain
 every time you turn around
 the whole world comes crashing down
 as a kid a dog was taught
 on the mountain you were small
 micro, macro, all the same
 macaroni for a brain
 take another little sip
 1850's other trip
 take a walk on any day
 what is real you cannot say
 drink a sliver of the sky
 see an angel floating by
 four dimensions we can feel
 can't decide if they are real
 take a walk on any day
 what is real you cannot say
 drink a sliver of the sky
 see an angel floating by
 we can hear inside your mind
 so to me don't be afraid
 truth's a game that's hard to play
 every time you turn around
 the whole world comes crashing down
 time is of sweet poet his mind
 four dimensions we can feel,
 can't decide if they are real...