Hypothetical
Album - 21 marzo 2001 - Debaser id 52194

as you look on your surroundings from the mountain to the sea

you find everything i gave you you see everything but me

i am the storm that won't be calmed i am the calm that follows
i'm in the stars that fill your sky and when i choose





i'll be in your thoughts i'll be in your dreams
all the light you see all the air you breathe



as you look on all the hurting and the finger points at me


you see freedom in deserting and the cost of being free


i painted the heavens the sun and the moon

i know what's beyond them i know you

i know what's before you and what's going to be

but now is the moment you'll find me



and all that you ever thought will fall to the ground like snow

clearing the air you breathe whitening all you know

and all that you ever see is never the same again



your eyes will be open wide then you will understand


as your science takes you further you'll eventually concede

you can only scratch the surface i'm the one who's playing me
i am the road that won't be found i am the sign that guides you

i'm in the air that's all around and when i choose



i'll be in your thoughts i'll be in your dreams

all the light you see all the air you breathe

every time i try to climb a mountain

all i find are steeper ones ahead

every time i walk along the highway

all you do is push me to the edge

i'm not afraid



let the sky become an ocean pull me in above my head

won't deny my one devotion lose or win cos i'm not scared



the higher up you build your walls around me

the higher i discover how to fly

i'm not afraid



let the sky become an ocean pull me in above my head

won't deny my one devotion lose or win cos i'm not scared



i know the truth of my conscience and i know the lies of my sign

i know how it feels to be wanting and i know of the fullness of time



i feel a storm across my face as night is falling

and i can't see to carry on

i know the emptiness of space can hear me calling

but i don't know what lies beyond



i dream of a world without shadows and i dream of a day without pain

i long for perpetual motion and i dream of living again



every time i try to climb the mountain

nothing in the world can pull me down

i'm not afraid



let the sky become an ocean pull me in above my head

won't deny my one devotion lose or win cos i'm not scared

caught in the headlamp glare of your own blinding vanity
mesmerised by the stare of your shallow personality
gorging the junk food of flattery you drag your fat ego around
everyone floored by the battering you give to whoever's around

trapped in the personal hell of your own desperate addiction
frightened that others can tell of your expensive affliction
with your happiness based on a chemical you wax lyrical with words so profound
when your indulgence reaches that level it's safest not to be around

oh narcissus you petulant child admiring yourself in the curve of my eyes
oh narcissus you angel beguiled unsated by self you do nothing but die

wrapped in the transparent lies of your desperate situation
you expound on imaginary ties expecting us to believe them
in the absence of concrete commitment
you've all the attention that money can buy
not caring that those who still love you are callously thrown to one side

oh narcissus you petulant child admiring yourself in the curve of my eyes
oh narcissus you angel beguiled unsated by self you do nothing but die
oh narcissus you treacherous child admiring yourself in the curve of my eyes
oh narcissus you angel beguiled unsated by self you do nothing but die

hey you dog man whelp of a litter of scavengers
bolting the flesh of your victims with a ravenous greed
you work with your siblings up to a point
'til your ego is sated or your wallet fulfilled
jealously guarding the bones of your kill
with a malice that's born out of fear

running with the pack your defence is to attack
but i detect you in your stealth because you've rolled in your own filth
you hope to gain my trust with your cowardly disguise
whispering such confidences my revulsion to a-wreck

you call yourself my friend you call yourself my friend
and when i turn my back your fangs will feel my neck
what is your domain but a barn where your runts roll in the reek
you would seek to steel my freedom and have branded me a freak
i want nothing of your snarling mongrel strain your smarmy doggerel lies
and if these words have singed your fur consider yourself a whipped cur

gorging the junk food of flattery you haul your fat ego around
everyone floored by the battering you give to whoever's around

oh narcissus you petulant child admiring yourself in the curve of my eyes
oh narcissus you angel beguiled unsated by self you do nothing but die