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letra de one man's - cybool

funny how life can change in a split
flippin situations over hours
one day a vip one day a strawberry tester
working for money
working for music honey
to travel where i wanna go
to go to the concerts i wanna see
meet the folks i wanna meet

working to live what i wanna live

i’m off to india in a month
people have been telling me all kinds of stories
about this mind boggling country
sayin’ how life and the people there make you look at
the things you know
the things you see
from a completely different point of view

the occidental versus the oriental

i really don’t know what to expect
except to accept
new ideas sink into my fantasy

transformin my fancy

of bad positive sides or
good negative turns
of hazard

they say one man’s loss is another man’s gain.
i say one man’s meat is another man’s poison
x2
and i know i’m still a little man in a small coc–n
blessed with pleasant innocence
barely realizin
all the madness
contained in the
world’s mess

so here i go surfing on the mojo
trynna keep my head low and my hopes up
as bliss n eso puts it:
“working in the mud yo but dreaming in the clouds”
dope huh?

i wonder how many people think the same way
how many of us forgot the clouds and got stuck in the mud
cuz getting stuck is getting so much easier
no need to worry no need to think
we have it all
technology has it all
worked out no need to work out
connect to electricity to
disconnect disconnect
come on take take
the drugs
the consumption pills
to consume whatever can mutate
your needs into desires and desires into needs
whatever
progress is awesome surely
but h-ll we’ve got a brain
why don’t we use it to remember the purpose of even the tiniest actions we accomplish?

one man’s loss is another man’s gain.
i say one man’s meat is another man’s poison
x2
and i know i’m still a little man in a small coc–n
blessed with pleasant innocence
barely realizin
all the madness
contained in the
world’s mess

the process of changing
has started operating
i know it cuz i keep asking myself
so many questions
about causes & consequences

about
actions, inactions, intentions
tensions between relations

the homeless unhappiness pleading for help
while the people of fixed
address keep on
fixing their floppy feet

how am i supposed to feel
where am i supposed to look

sh-t
man sometimes i’d like to just grab a stranger to share my elation
either that or turn the off switch of my brain on
but fortunately i manage to avoid oblivion
always mindful of facts & opinions
fully aware something’s wrong and yet no idea of how to repair
the broken cracks of society’s cosmos

you know the riddles you spot on tired faces’ wrinkles?

- cybool

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