Hallucination Freestyle    (Rob Glaser)

What's on your mind?  Are you simple or just blind?

  How can you think that way?

All the fools you idolize, and the wisdom that you prize,

  So quickly blows away.

Oh, it's hallucination freestyle; world's gone crazy,

  And rationality is disdained.

We're all fashionably senile, vaguely certain

  It's all been relatively explained....away.

    Tell me what you're seeing,

    Empty eyes stare into space.

    Almost hear you thinking: 

    Facts are lies, life is a race,

    Cast off your chain,

    For it's holy to be insane.

Media machines manufacture all our dreams,

  Tell us what's going on.

Without benefit of thought, we all parrot what we're taught,

  Certain we can't be wrong.

Oh, it's hallucination freestyle; world's gone crazy,

  And rationality is disdained.

We're all fashionably senile, vaguely certain

  It's all been relatively explained....away.

    Tell me what you're seeing,

    Empty eyes stare into space.

    Almost hear you thinking: 

    Facts are lies, life is a race,

    Cast off your chain,

    For it's holy to be insane.

Oh, it's hallucination freestyle; does it matter

  If no one really can stand the strain, the strain?

Sure, life's purposeless, but, meanwhile, choose an answer,

  And see, now everything's been explained....away.

    Oh, it's holy to be insane.

 

       -Rob Glaser

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