Lose the Feeling

As I was roaming through The vast and sacred valley At the heart of the clearing I saw a woman who approached me She had old, wise, tired eyes And markings on her cheeks She told me of the meads where enlightenment Could be achieved I set off as dawn broke And I walked on down stream Whilst my eyes strained to pierce The haze of my lucid dreams I don't want to lose the feeling I've searched so hard to find the meaning I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping To use my head and crack it open As I came down from the hills Away from the crying churned up storm I saw a land through the deepening dusk And I knew true, what I had been told I want this vibrant grass to cover me If I become too overwrought For the salvation that I seek Is trapped in the silence between my thoughts I don't want to lose the feeling I've searched so hard to find the meaning I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping To use my head and crack it open I don't want to lose the feeling I don't want the strange to slip away I seek to find true meaning To find a true and better place to stay I don't want to lose the feeling I've searched so hard to find the meaning I've found the door and I'm kind of hoping To use my head and crack it open