MIND’S EYE by Clayton Mitchell

VERSE 1
Lies. Born of fire’s desires, 
Burnt and derived to engage the spire,
Mystified by the cries of the past strokes of time your rise denied,
The waves of fate have spoken, clocks drift passed in a sea of moments, 
Pulled under by the beast that dwells within, 
An apparition towing existence...
Give it up, take it in, forget the slump, 
Lap it up, spread your wings, prepare to jump,   
Let's begin with the end, start with the finish,
It's time to depart from the land of the living.
CHORUS
Epic stories foreseen in the haze of the Mind’s Eye,
Creation of all forward and behind,
To begin (breath) hold it in (fly) 
Float on smoke to the start of delirium

VERSE 2
Trials in the quest of life,
Mysteries lie inside the third eye,
Do you rise? Or deny? Should you climb the tower and aspire to fly?
Glide above raised wings, the epitome will only increase, 
In the clouds of utopia you'll see, 
That all the hate turns into serenity.   
Give it up, take it in, forget the slump, 
Lap it up, spread your wings, prepare to jump,   
Let's begin with the end, start with the finish,
It's time to depart from the land of the living.
CHORUS
Epic stories foreseen in the haze of the Mind’s Eye,
Creation of all forward and behind,
To begin, (Breath) hold it in,  (Fly) float on smoke 
To the state of delirium
SPOKEN
Truth, reality...
Intelligently, change, decay...
Its vision is confused...
Intelligent, leave the land of the living?
Within the smoke screen, oblivion...
The visions written...

VERSE 3
Soul. A way not a plan.
Demands lay slain by inspiration,
The Blue Sky, cannot hide, if your zeal and heart stay intensified.
Passions an enigma, deceiver of the great achiever,
A jigsaw scattered across the dreamscape
To perfect the puzzle? Or maintain the mundane?  

DREAM STATE SEQUENCE
Truth, reality. Its vision is confused...
Leave the land of the living? 
Visions written within the smoke screen
Truth, reality. Visions written...