Every now and again

I hear these tiny voices

(Tiny voices)

Telling me

That I won’t be seeing you

(Wont see you)

In a garden under the sea

(Under the Sea)

Won’t see you

Now or Ever Again

And that’s ok

Ok with me
I’m on a lonely Sojurn

Out on a path to Saturn

Where I will be swallowed up

Like a sparrow by a hawk missile
I hear that I won’t be seeing you

Or any of your friends

I can’t sit with you

That’s just what the cards say

That we hold in our hands

I blame those tiny voices

(Tiny voices)

That fuck up my head

(FUCKED)

I blame the blame game

For refusing honest analysis

And coersing me into being a catalyst

For human growth and conformity

It’s those tiny voices

That whisper

When they should scream out their dream

That’s why the stars bleed

These tiny voices

(Tiny Voices)

Talk back to me

They tell I’m going to die out on the Oregon Trail

Of dysentery disease

They tell me

That I’m never going to see you

(Don’t need you)

Ever Again

Under an Ocean of Starlight Eyes

Choked with plastic tears

And the more I think

(Don’t think, feel)

The more I have lose my gains

It’s those tiny voices

(We’re turning into tiny screams)

That make me wanna say to you

That I’m sorry

(And I want to Scream)

I’m sorry that I think when I should feel

(Like Screaming out from a Nightmare)

And that I feel

When I should be reaching out for you

(With my voice instead of just waves from my heart as it flutters like a dove on a lake shore breeze)

I guess I’m just suffering from denial of desire

(The Voices are telling me not to Sing)

I was born this way

A mold of clay thrown right in the kiln

Before any child could play

So I sit

I sit here today

Wondering how to get away

From all these tiny voices telling me to just

(Go Away)