TIME TO FLY

The matter about this matter

is that we created it

mind create mattermind over matterand boys and girlswe've lost our fukking minds 

don'cha feel it too?go the lyrics to the song...don'cha feel it too?
Well, what's to do?
Burying myself in the immediacyof the momentI ignore all else that lurksoutside my sandcastle walls
Ah...I get the feelingthe universe is telling meit will soon be time to go(as in the the birds in "Who Knows Where The Time Goes")and it's saying; See, there ain't that much left for you to miss out on anymore.  The world is one by one  closing up shop on the things you love.
Ah, ya know what I meanjust look around 
Pollyanna has left the building
And if you think it's going to get betterall on its ownand magically right itself again after this little cosmic glitch--I'm here to splash some cold wateron your stupidly grinning mug
We're going to have to think our wayout of this one
a crisis of the spirit
We're going to have to call uponscience and religionour best mindson the jobfighting back the Mongol hordes(and bottom line...is HE the sick comedianyou've always suspected?)
There's no other waybecause it poured into my heart
there's loveand there's fearthat's it the two dynamics of the universe 
And so we're going to have to thinkour way out of this one
We're going to have to scratchand claw our way out of this one
We're going to have tokick and spit and cuss
We're going to have to go down swinging on this one We're going to have to love ourselvesout of this one