Theses voices, all in my head Never to whisper again Never to sing me to sleep Oh what a dream Right there, caught out in the rain Drenched in a memory of pain Soaked by the old sour taste Let's hope for the better Play to the mind, wide open Awaken the beast by the meadow Playful at least I'm hoping Show you the doorway to my soul Come to the root and the cross Producer will gently applause I mention it's not my fault Yet my half it was needed So I grab for so many resources For certain the mind to the force Letting the world takes its course We've now superseded Play to the mind, wide open Awaken the beast by the meadow Playful at least I'm hoping Show you the doorway to my soul Play to the mind, wide open Waking the beast by the meadow Play, for the least, I'm hoping Show you the doorway to my soul Always in my brain I'm trapped in a magical maze Not feelings of hopelessness I'm facing the mess that I've made Always in my brain I'm trapped in a magical maze Not feelings of hopelessness I'm facing the mess that I've made Made, made, made, Made, made, made, made Play to the mind, wide open Awaken the beast by the meadow Playful at least I'm hoping Show you the doorway to my soul Play to the mind, wide open Awaken the beast by the meadow Playful at least I'm hoping Show you the doorway to my soul Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye Oh, the mind's eye