On A Painted Desert Lyrics

Suddenly, it will come to you as well
It doesn't matter where you are or what you're doing
You soul gets crystal clear, true or false?
It dances you higher than the dances and drugs
Your body's rockin in a cold rain
So once it penetrates, don't take it away

Are you thirsty?

Don't be negative, it will be coming at you for sure.

When you walk down the street, for example
You feel vacant and it make you want to cry, don't you?
Everything seems meaningless
Every one of your friends lies and betrays, am I correct?
You have to take care of the noises and junkies
You are afraid of silence, aren't you?

Are you thirsty?

You're walking for nothing
you will laugh at the crazy people over there
and at the crazy world also watch you
Feels like you are a zombie
You might see in your eyes déjà-vu

In other words
you are
lost

Are you thirsty?

You wanna fulfill the fate, don't you?
You'll be a heavy man, true or false?
You don't have a single friend, am I correct?
You're greedy or want to go back to your country
You're giving up being like Michael Jordan
Now that you are qualified, yeah

Are you thirsty?

Just imagine how everything you see
every existence in the world is a lie Of course, your body is an illusion, isn't it?
A car, your jacket, lovers, politics and all those things

Feel for the sand in the wild desert
then you can see me before your eyes

I'm your song, your mother,
your god, and whatever
Feeling good, huh?
You know it true
floating on the sail, the sea of meaninglessness
Shower in the sunbeam, on and on and on
You're not here anymore, true or false?
You're not here anymore, true or false?

Are you thirsty?

Redirect yourself, baby...
Redirect yourself, baby...

Walking on the corner
You're safely been there too before you
We'll start things over again
Evolve yourself as you like it

How does it feel?
How does it feel?

If we live in the city
you will live faithfully
Organize yourself, decide yourself, and create the reversed world
Then you see yourself standing on the street
Among the people pushing and shoving

The ordinary world, returning to you.

Are you thirsty?

So fast, the final hour will burn it out
It won't help, ripped up the sun to open a black hole
Dry up the teardrops that fall
Do I have to die on the sands of time?

Are you thirsty?

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