Told Me That I'm Part Of Your Dream

My Superior Knowledge Is An Illusion

Take It To Its Logical Conclusion;

Who Was At Work When I Let You Down?

I'm No Ghost-white Around Your Yolk-mind



How Many Adherents Stand Behind Your Conviction?

How Many Adherents Can Of This Belief Be Right?

We've Got A Million People Believing The Same

But All Feeling Lonely In A Selfish Game

I'm No Flesh Of Your Imagination



You're The Master Of A World You Do Not Master

A Fantasy And A Useless Scheme

Take It To Its Logical Conclusion;

Why Does It Hurt You To Find That You Hurt Me?

C'mon Man, I Tell You To Get Real!



If You Close Your Eyes And Move Your Hand

Towards The Wall Before You

Like A Strike Of The Unexpected

You Know You're Gonna Touch It, But You Don't Know When



1st Verse:



I'm No Flesh Of Your Imagination

I Tell You To Get Real




Chris Juris 1994