Garden of Delight

Climbing up the Mother's Horn Looking at the sky as she takes a bath And I'm drinking from an endless cup Filled up with my eyes ears nose and tongue Madmen on a sunken ship Choking on the laugh language that they're on And the numbers written on the sail Keep track of the waves that they think they saw Try your best to understand Oh it's only gonna make it easier Try your best to understand Oh it's only gonna make it easier All I have to give you now Cannot be observed by the naked eye It's a violence of the human soul Laying down alone in your memory Try your best to understand Oh it's only gonna make it easier Try your best to understand Oh it's only gonna make it easier