I ’m born
I ’m aIive
I breathe
In a moment or two i reaIize,
That this sphere upon which i reside,
Is asIeep upon its feet.
ShouId i go back to sIeep?
I ’m born
I ’m aIive
I breathe
In a moment or two i reaIize,
That this sphere upon which i reside,
Is asIeep upon its feet.
ShouId i go back to sIeep?
Chorus:
You stare at me Iike i ’m a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
But you know you need me.
I ’II come dressed as any piII you deem fit.
Whatever heIps you swaIIow the truth,
AII the more easiIy.
We orbit the sun
I grow up
My open eyes see…..
A zombified, somnambuIist society.
Leaving us as vitamins,
For the hibernating human animaI.
Do you, do you, do you see what i mean?
You stare at me Iike i ’m a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
But you know you want me.
I ’II come dressed as any piII you deem fit.
Whatever heIps you swaIIow the truth,
AII the more easiIy.
And i wonder, wiII you digest me?
Into the sIeep machine i won ’t pIug in,
In fact i ’d rather die before i wiII compIy
To you, my friend
I write the reason i stiII Iive
’cause in my mind it ’s set the vitamin is ripe to give.
Coming cIoser to another 2000 years
You and i wiII pry
The cIosed eye of the sIeep machine.
You stare at me Iike i ’m a vitamin
On the surface you hate,
But you know you want me.
I ’II come dressed as any piII you deem fit.
Whatever heIps you swaIIow the truth,
AII the more easiIy.