He followed the fox to a paradox the gravel cracked like pop rocks
There were clouds around the moon like it was smoking hot box
Walking his old neighborhood where people got chalked like hopscotch
His friend got 2 in the head like botox when the cops shot
He said we need to open your heart and soul it's in a lockbox
Let me introduce you to my friend Joe he's got a spiritual chop shop
We got to his boarded up garage, I heard a beer can tumble
The Budwеiser prophet came out as hе stumbled
Barely 5ft he held a wrench with oil stained Dickies
He petted the fox and said with a slur you're a fool to pick me
The fox said we're looking for Chris but his soul's trapped
Joe said you take yourself too serious first you need to laugh
Laughter's above wisdom, if you stop laughing, you stop living
Abandon reputation you'll find yourself when you go missing
A wise person can admit they're a fool, arrogance is a tumor
A fool speaks in harsh truths but marinates them in humor
The jester was in control, distracting the king with bells
He hid behind a laugh and kept the king in a golden jail
Comedy's a fragile shield words with smiles aren't always heard
Like when the clown shouted fire they all laughed the theater burned
They walked to mosquito pond by the radio tower
Where the bats slept in the day while the city festered sour
The stars reflected off the pond the mosquitos cosmic dancers
He said to travel realms swim with the stars and salamanders
He said jump in the unknown find the kingfisher for the answers
As he swam he felt his social mask crackle and fracture
He found the bird on the bottom with a twisted up beak
Next to a rusty grail then it started to speak
It said find your wound, in the filth it will be found
He dug through the litter and worms and the slimed up ground
The bird started laughing and said why are you searching?
You are the wound, you're in it, that's why you can't find where it's hurting
He woke up soaked in Joe's garage it smelled like jack and antifreeze
Centerfolds on his wall, he heard dick jokes and profanities
Joe laughed and said some travel doesn't require anatomy
Did he overdose on reality and wake up in fantasy?
Joe held a white rose and drew a zero on the table
He gave em a shot to destroy inner castles and fairy tales
He said hold failure in your hand until it turns into a key
You must wander the endless return until you decide who to be
He saw broken computers, antennas, forms of amplification
Joe said you need to travel realms I have a machine in the basement
It looked like an obsolete photo booth with a Hyundai seat
He felt like he had been there before but the memory's incomplete
Joe laughed and said rabbit hole resident enjoy the voyage
Just remember, time travel can cause paranoia
The stars faded, the sun yawned, a union of opposites
The machine turned to particles I guess we're all composites of us
