The Head I Was Born In

When you’re sitting there above the head you were born in
And you’re thinking a lot about love that was torn in two
When your signals get crossed and life’s got you baffled
And you’re just trying to get your own tower in the castle
And your mind is so sick and you don’t know the reason
And you just want it to be some other season
And your curtains of iron become cages of steel
And your deepest dark terror becomes the way that you feel
And you climb to the roof where you fall from the throne
Where the popcorn lady is holding the phone
Where your triangle’s scream and your rectangles bleed
And the only plant growin’ comes from a bubble gum seed
And the a river of pennies is the only thing a-flowin’
And a tornado of 10’s is the only thing a-blowin’
And the pumpkin heads are the only things a-rollin’
And the picket lines are constantly a-tollin’
And your body gets chilled by the old winter's breeze
And your face in that breeze, your face it does freeze
And you can only keep one hand in your pocket at a time
And you can only think of one word to fit each rhyme
And your asking these questions like ‘‘What have I done?’’
‘‘What is my name, where did I come from?’’
And you can’t remember why you’re here
Because here is there, and it it is truly everywhere
And you can’t escape Cruelty, who hides under a hood
‘‘Does no one here stand for justice and good?’’
And you read through the pages of some cyanide book
But you give up in anger after all the time that it took
And when you got all these memories but nothing to miss
And you say to yourself ‘‘No one told me it would be like this’’
And just as your skeleton is gonna jump from your skin
Your psychological immune system kicks in
And you say ‘‘Oh my God, I don’t need her anymore’’
And ‘‘Oh my God, I can move on now’’
But it’s harder to do than it was to say
Just as it’s harder to say than it was to think it
So as a last resort you decide to sink it
To the bottom of the sea, deep in some bay
Where it lays in a treasure chest to this day

You find yourself in some land that you don’t understand
Where the lawyer paints his face and the clown wears a suit
Where the musician shuffles cards and the gambler plays the flute
Where the drinks taste like sand and the food reeks of wine
And every time you breath you’re given a fine
In the ring leader’s courtroom they give you a sentence
Which has to be approved by the chieftain in reverence
He gives you an option, some dead to do
You must go back to Earth and deliver some news
He says, ‘‘Take this and deliver it once
You can give it to the one he hunts’’
(But it doesn’t really matter cos’ they’re all just doin’ the stunts)

So you go back and see all the crows on the lawn
Each and every one just a pawn that doesn’t know right from wrong
And at the sight of the scene you’re happily sold
And you recite the verse that the chief had told:

‘‘I have been to forest and seen subtle mayhem
Beauty exists all around
But you have to be willing to look for it
It’s something that needs to be found
Open your hearts and free you minds
Logic is a meaningless noun
Together we can get it together
Quit dragging your souls on the ground
The shadows are dark but they never lie
I can see what’s around the bend
They warn of a hidden fate
And I can tell that we’re reaching the end.
You’re looking for truth in your newspapers
And you’re lookin’ for truth in your work
And you’re lookin’ for truth in your bibles
And you’re diggin’ for truth in the dirt
And your lookin’ for truth in your losses
And your lookin’ for truth in your gains
And your lookin’ for truth in your health
And your lookin’ for truth in your pains
And your lookin’ for truth in the lunies
And your lookin’ for truth in the sane
And your lookin’ for truth in the clouds...
But it’s lost in a misty rain

So take your chance before it’s too late
Make use of that stubborn brain
Use what you’ve got and not what you had
While the blood still runs through your veins’’


And as those last words are leaving your lips
The woman in front of you puts her hands on her hips
Then she grabs your face and kisses you sloppy
But that ain’t even enough to stop the
Thoughts that scourge your innocent brain

So when you can’t find anything to ease the pain
And you don’t own an umbrella that can cease the rain
And when you put on your best coat to find 33 holes in it
And then you realize your best friend has stolen it 
And when all that’s left is for you to get sworn in
You can always go back to head you were born in
Anytime you like.
Nightfall.