You’d better hurry to the 13th floor where all your secret workers work.
A special room equipped with foreign tools where the security’s high alert.
You're splicing films of magnificent gilded deadly blown out clouds
Creating reels to change what's real; I’m sure that the people believe in your work
Im standing in an open space trying to explain to myself
How I landed here in this place where a tall saint runs the house
Dismantling bombs to re-use the fuse to spark good health
You brought me out and now I can’t calm down
I love to hear it when you speak your mind, I’ll help you to unwind,
And you know…
The level field you worked so hard to steal, it wasn’t hard to steal the show
They’re always painting you in different lights, the simple critics hide below
Let’s meet tonight under the open sky where our buzzing minds can go.
{Chorus)
Sighing in a field of ego experts, wasted shadows in the dirt
Those intellectual fear-bots all want to know just how you work
I would never disclose such things to the buzzards of this world
Especially when your mystery is my cure.
They’d press your wings on glass to make it last forever
But I would die before I let you fall
Avoid disaster, you should shake out your feathers
A clap back to blind and deafen all.