Texty
Lover, the truth is so grim
The only one you're hurting is yourself
Lover, not a hater
You used to share your light with everybody else
The lessons are within you
The answers do not lie outside yourself
You're collecting, fleeting fuzzy
There's only one thing that will lead you to the wealth
Just keep reminding me
Just keep reminding me
Just keep reminding me
That none of this means anything
None of this means anything
Brother, you're fading
And all day long you worry for your health
Your doctor cannot cure you
The answers do not lie upon his shelf
Oh, father, you feel raided
You feel life has given you some tepid plan
Just like a cat, curious not jaded
You're willing to end it all to understand
Just keep reminding me
Just keep reminding me
That none of this means anything
None of this means anything
Magic mirror, am I complacent?
Am I adjacent to ideals or flippant plans?
Discover the mirror
Reveal reflections that remind me that I am just a scan
Written by: Glenn Hodgson, Kahn Morbee
