Blue, after the rain Wet sun, the usual giddiness I don’t have a thing The palms of my hands sting I remember the fever With that eye I saw the heavy sky turn inside out for a moment Like there was gonna be no tomorrow The never-ending illusion snatched everything away The shape-shifting monster Returns once more to take me away The muse has fallen A dried-up dream, a voiceless generation I dove to the bottom of the ocean to see what was there And found a huge bubble to hide in The mediocre coelecanth was having fun But couldn’t say he was really satisfied The never-ending illusion snatched everything away The shape-shifting monster Returns once more to take me away The empty seats are always waiting for us The third eye knows where The door to a dazzling world has opened And once again it has begun The never-ending illusion snatched everything away The shape-shifting monster Returns once more to take me away
