Mt Confusion

Find the strength
To let go of the strength
To be naive
In the face of death
Cross the valley of the self
To climb Mt. Confusion

Take the time
To prepare for the flight
You could lose it
If you're looking for it
You might find
That you cannot find
The universe you were born to

This death is a lever
Stop trying to be clever
You'll be waiting forever

Everything's all right

You made your bed
Out if Indian clouds
But you're sleeping
On a bed of nails
You drive your car
To the place where you buy the cars

Burn the photos
Of your childhood home
And the plans for your retirement
Cross the valley of the senses
And climb the mountain of confusion