Everything is so beautiful
Look at the roof it's oh so beautiful
When all the lights are flashing
I close my eyes and imagining smashing
Every bulb in the world
Every boy, every girl
Maybe then I'll feel like I deserve this
Crazy world that is so beautiful
Here in my fists that are just animals
One day I'll kill and my fur on the crime scene
Will be all they need to torment and chastise me
And they'll say my crime is
That I'm not a primate
But I will drag my knuckles in defence until the day that I die
But your mind is so beautiful
Why do you act like you might use it all up
Even though you says it's magical
Everybody knows you don't think that at all
But your mind is so beautiful
Why do you act like you might use it all up
Every day is a liquid light that won't let anybody stay the same
(Learning how to think really means learning how to exercise some control
Over how and what you think.
It means being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to,
And to choose how you construct meaning from experience.)