Cleansing

(album: Mata Leão - 1996)

The dirt's so thick it won't come clean
All around a haze like a smoke screen
I can't see you but you see me
But I might be gone before you count to three
The waters are totally polluted
The armies inside my head have feuded
One side has smothered the other
The disease it spreads and begins to cover

Maggot infested soul of mine
Has painted me in a corner confined
My vision is blurred no reason or rhyme
Help me escape these walls I climb

I'm drowning in my own shit, gasping
Gagging on the vomit asphyxiated, grasping
For a grip on the soap with the rope
So I can get clean and begin to cope
Scrub me 'til I'm raw, an open sore oozing
Unless I'm clean I might start losing
My mind and my life would have a fucked-up ending
Thank God if you ever see cleansing

Sewn my eyes shut can't you see I'm smothered?
Deaf, dumb and blind the dirt has covered
The windows which let the light shine through
Cleansing of the soul for I am you

The last time I slept I dreamt
My friend and I we got so high
On top of mountains, deep in the sky
Way up high where the white goes by
The air is thin and hard to breathe
But with a friend near, by your side
You can conquer the world or wander around all starry-eyed
I laid there and dreamt along for a ride
I took in the journey, my friend beside
It all seemed so real, it all seemed surreal
My friend and I were one deep inside
These dreams come and go and are never the same
I await new journeys asleep I remain

When I hold my eyes shut tight I dream
When I dream at night through my dreams I scream
Why do people have to go and fucking change?
What pushed my friend to tap the vein?
Asleep at night I visit my friend
Asleep at night I miss my friend