The Rest

Lie lay down and mind your troubled mind
Listen to anything you like
You can do it
Imagine what lies behind the lines
Face your own fears and feel alive
You can do it

Try to make your own place, dive in your own sea
With a deaf ear you may hear
With a blind eye you may see
Now, feed up your mouth beyond the lips
Think out how people find their grips
You have lost track inside your mind

Lie where the skies make up colors
Where the smiles feed up flowers
Sing outta here and lie
Where drawing sounds please our queer eyes