Mt Confusion

Find the strength

To let go of the strength

To be naive

In the face of death

Cross the valley of the self

To climb Mt. Confusion

Take the time

To prepare for the flight

You could lose it

If you're looking for it

You might find

That you cannot find

The universe you were born to

This death is a lever

Stop trying to be clever

You'll be waiting forever

Everything's all right

You made your bed

Out if Indian clouds

But you're sleeping

On a bed of nails

You drive your car

To the place where you buy the cars

Burn the photos

Of your childhood home

And the plans for your retirement

Cross the valley of the senses

And climb the mountain of confusion