These voices, all in my head
Never to whisper again
Never to sing me to sleep
Oh, but a dream
Right there, caught out in the rain
Drenched in a memory of pain
Soaked by the old sour taste
Let's hope for the better
Play to the mind, wide open
Awaken the beast by the meadow
Playful at least, I'm hoping
Show you the doorway to my soul
Come to the root of the cause
Producer will can the applause
I mention it's not my fault
Yet my effort was needed
So I grab for some inner resource
Most certainly blind to the force
Letting the world takes its course
We've now superseded
Play to the mind, wide open
Awaken the beast by the meadow
Playful at least, I'm hoping
Show you the doorway to my soul
Play to the mind, wide open
Waking the beast by the meadow
Playful at least, I'm hoping
Show you the doorway to my soul
Always in my brain
I'm trapped in a magical maze
Not feelings of hopelessness
I'm facing the mess that I've made
Always in my brain
I'm trapped in a magical maze
Not feelings of hopelessness
I'm facing the mess that I've made
Made, made, made
Made, made, made, made
Play to the mind, wide open
Awaken the beast by the meadow
Playful at least, I'm hoping
Show you the doorway to my soul
Play to the mind, wide open
Awaken the beast by the meadow
Playful at least, I'm hoping
Show you the doorway to my soul
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
Oh, the mind's eye
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