I have a cactus and a fern flower on my head
Somehow it grew here and it's been growing for years
I'm gone, falling down, I'm scared
Neurological tangles, coils
And the hum of thoughts, hum, hum, hum
When I hear the crowd, crowd, crowd
I understand little, the map's unreadable
Around the corner boom, boom, a boomerang blow to the head
Pink streaks, I'll remember the voice
I'll see a flash, flash, flash
And a ringing in my ear, ring, ring, ring
A quiet mumble of ragged breath
With a treacherous s-s-strike
I'm standing straight, I won't open the gates
Inside me there's a desert
I'm planting palm trees, shrubs
And I'm starting a garden
Strength from the source, I feel the scent, I know
And the hum of thoughts, hum, hum, hum
When I hear the crowd, crowd, crowd
I understand little, the map's unreadable
Around the corner boom, boom, a boomerang blow to the head
Pink streaks, I'll remember the voice
I'll see a flash, flash, flash
And a ringing in my ear, ring, ring, ring
A quiet mumble of ragged breath
With a treacherous s-s-strike
I'm standing straight, I won't open the gates
I feel the strength, I know, I know, I know
I look up, I'm not afraid
I feel the strength, I know, I know, I know
I look up, I'm not afraid
I feel the strength, I know, I know, I know
I look up, I'm not afraid
I feel the strength, I know, I know, I know
I look up, I'm not afraid
And the hum of thoughts, hum, hum, hum
When I hear the crowd, crowd, crowd
I understand little, the map's unreadable
Around the corner boom, boom, a boomerang blow to the head
Pink streaks, I'll remember the voice
I'll see a flash, flash, flash
And a ringing in my ear, ring, ring, ring
A quiet mumble of ragged breath
With a treacherous s-s-strike
I'm standing straight, I won't open the gates
And the hum of thoughts, hum, hum, hum
When I hear the crowd, crowd, crowd
I understand little, the map's unreadable
Around the corner boom, boom, a boomerang blow to the head
Pink streaks, I'll remember the voice
I'll see a flash, flash, flash
And a ringing in my ear, ring, ring, ring
A quiet mumble of ragged breath
With a treacherous s-s-strike
I'm standing straight, I won't open the gates