You get rid of all the lies you’ve heard.
You bestow yourself from form or matter of any kind.
You make yourself available out of every relation with the world you’ve ever had.
And suddenly you’re a zero near lots of ones.
You love it.
You became the unrecognisable zero,
never to be found, nor be seen.
Day after day alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still,
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he\'s just a fool,
And he never gives an answer,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
He never listens to them,
1 | smoke, el ninja gris (?) May 27th, 2007 at 3:28 pmHe knows that they are the fools
They don\'t like him,
The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.