From the recording Onion Dream
Lyrics
Maybe its the weather;
Could be the moon.
But I've lost the faith I need,
And I hope it comes back soon.
I miss the seasons;
I miss the sky.
The voice of a robin
That once could make me cry.
I'm Peeling the layers
And finding the core.
Wondering if there's me in there
Anymore.
Maybe its youth
That abandoned me here;
Focused and empty
My soul is running clear.
Sometime ago
I met the devil it seems;
And I sold him my soul for this damned
Onion dream.
And I'm searching for answers now
In everybody's eyes.
I can't tell the truth
But I can damn sure recognize
The lie
In this onion dream
Maybe I'll get drunk
And laugh for a while.
Laugh far too loud
Just to pass thru a smile.
And I have momentum
They call it success
But I look in the mirror and all I see
Is a goddamn mess
in this onion dream
in this onion dream
in this onion dream