| ChantingI'm the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The self-aggravating master divine | |
| And I'll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke 'round the fire in your eyes | |
| With the perfect assurance of a master hand | |
| I will paint you a picture of the master plan | |
| With none of your reasons and none of your rhyme | |
| Give me two scoops of sugar and the world is just fine | |
| Sing itOnyxes and granites and mothers-of-pearl | |
| And the rings of gold and the marbled swirls | |
| And the endless folds of glistening wings | |
| Watch them bubbling effortlessly, colours sink | |
| Smörgåsbord of vision and an orgy of taste | |
| And the conspiracies and the sacreds are graced | |
| With a sense of the past, | |
| I'm behind in the race | |
| All the cravens in the world won't eclipse my embrace | |
| Sing itLike water we're flowing, like water we're cool | |
| Flowing upstream and down into the pool | |
| Going to the ocean can't explain it away | |
| And ya hear my words and to enter the bay | |
| While at the ending you've committed no crime | |
| Just open your ears and let my voice be your guide | |
| Keep your hands off the trigger, | |
| I'm controlling this ride | |
| Irrigate the green fields of your caverns inside | |
| Sing itI'm the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The self-aggravating master divine | |
| And I'll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke 'round the fire in your eyes |
| ChantingI' m the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The selfaggravating master divine | |
| And I' ll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke ' round the fire in your eyes | |
| With the perfect assurance of a master hand | |
| I will paint you a picture of the master plan | |
| With none of your reasons and none of your rhyme | |
| Give me two scoops of sugar and the world is just fine | |
| Sing itOnyxes and granites and mothersofpearl | |
| And the rings of gold and the marbled swirls | |
| And the endless folds of glistening wings | |
| Watch them bubbling effortlessly, colours sink | |
| Sm rg sbord of vision and an orgy of taste | |
| And the conspiracies and the sacreds are graced | |
| With a sense of the past, | |
| I' m behind in the race | |
| All the cravens in the world won' t eclipse my embrace | |
| Sing itLike water we' re flowing, like water we' re cool | |
| Flowing upstream and down into the pool | |
| Going to the ocean can' t explain it away | |
| And ya hear my words and to enter the bay | |
| While at the ending you' ve committed no crime | |
| Just open your ears and let my voice be your guide | |
| Keep your hands off the trigger, | |
| I' m controlling this ride | |
| Irrigate the green fields of your caverns inside | |
| Sing itI' m the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The selfaggravating master divine | |
| And I' ll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke ' round the fire in your eyes |
| ChantingI' m the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The selfaggravating master divine | |
| And I' ll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke ' round the fire in your eyes | |
| With the perfect assurance of a master hand | |
| I will paint you a picture of the master plan | |
| With none of your reasons and none of your rhyme | |
| Give me two scoops of sugar and the world is just fine | |
| Sing itOnyxes and granites and mothersofpearl | |
| And the rings of gold and the marbled swirls | |
| And the endless folds of glistening wings | |
| Watch them bubbling effortlessly, colours sink | |
| Sm rg sbord of vision and an orgy of taste | |
| And the conspiracies and the sacreds are graced | |
| With a sense of the past, | |
| I' m behind in the race | |
| All the cravens in the world won' t eclipse my embrace | |
| Sing itLike water we' re flowing, like water we' re cool | |
| Flowing upstream and down into the pool | |
| Going to the ocean can' t explain it away | |
| And ya hear my words and to enter the bay | |
| While at the ending you' ve committed no crime | |
| Just open your ears and let my voice be your guide | |
| Keep your hands off the trigger, | |
| I' m controlling this ride | |
| Irrigate the green fields of your caverns inside | |
| Sing itI' m the happy ghost wandering the horizon | |
| The selfaggravating master divine | |
| And I' ll be reborn under a human disguise | |
| In the circle of smoke ' round the fire in your eyes |