THE JOY OF SECT

And when a memory
Visits the body shell
How do we know
Am I alone now?
If you should notice
You're just a body now
Leaving it all
Isn't hard anymore
And when a memory
Visits the body zone
How would we know
If there's a God?

Even if you were free
Leaving wouldn't bring you peace
Your pain's no more than a memory
But it feeds on ego, identity

Nothing has changed, there's no spiritual plane
You're alone in your cage, dreaming in day shifts
A wave pushing you around
Out of body, out of time
You'd come around too late
You finally wrapped your head around it
You'd come around too latе
You keep calling, calling out
Trying to find your way back down

Look back your way, look back