It opened up again That beautiful eye The eye that lets me see God I write, but I’m not here I see myself from above I see everything In that short moment of now Funny how it

You’re doing it You tripped a little You’re back now though Back where you belong Doing more while you can There’s time here You can free yourself of this No need to carry it When you can

It’s ok, relax So you turned the knob too much Well don’t just sit there You’re getting burned Turn it down Too much thinking You stopped doing what you could You started thinking of what you couldn’t

I gave you what you want It’s not enough You always want more You always need more Well too bad You get what you get You’ll have to do it as you are There’s no new you