The sea will never rest!
And I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[1], and I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[2], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[2], and existentialism is the way![1], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[1], and existentialism is the way![2], and my guitar?! YES![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[2], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[1], and my guitar?! YES![2], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[1], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[2], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[1], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[2], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[1], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[2], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[1], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[2], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![1], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[2], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[1], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![2], and I could, can ... whatever![1], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[2], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[1], and I could, can ... whatever![2], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![1], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[2], and I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![2], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[3], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[3], and existentialism is the way![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[3], and my guitar?! YES![3], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[3], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[3], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[3], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[3], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[3], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![3], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[3], and I could, can ... whatever![3], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![3], and
And I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[1], and I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[2], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[2], and existentialism is the way![1], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[1], and existentialism is the way![2], and my guitar?! YES![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[2], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[1], and my guitar?! YES![2], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[1], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[2], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[1], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[2], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[1], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[2], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[1], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[2], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![1], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[2], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[1], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![2], and I could, can ... whatever![1], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[2], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[1], and I could, can ... whatever![2], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![1], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[2], and I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![2], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[3], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[3], and existentialism is the way![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[3], and my guitar?! YES![3], and squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[3], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[3], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[3], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[3], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[3], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![3], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[3], and I could, can ... whatever![3], and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![3], and
And I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[1], and I could DISAPPEAR off
to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that
never rests[2], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's
what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul
...[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[2], and existentialism is the way![1],
and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would
tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[2], and a-ROUND,
and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[1], and existentialism is the way![2], and my guitar?! YES![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here
or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[2], and
squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and
feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[1],
and my guitar?! YES![2], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[1], and
squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and
feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[2],
and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm
trying so hard, man / but where is it?[1], and the misery is in
EVERYTHING(!)[2], and let's sing another song, boys / this one
has grown old and bitter[1], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT-
? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[2], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[1], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[2], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![1], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[2], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[1], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![2], and I could, can ... whatever![1], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[2],
and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure
of heart only[1], and I could, can ... whatever![2], and ... in my ... our
fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![1], and I'll go back in time
looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[2], and I
could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![2], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[3],
and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would
tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[3], and existentialism is the way![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here
or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[3], and my
guitar?! YES![3], and squares will stay with what they know - oh,
thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[3],
and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[3], and can we focus, please, to see
the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is
it?[3], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[3], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[3], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![3], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[3],
and I could, can ... whatever![3], and I'll go back in time looking for
a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![3], and
And I could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[1], and I could DISAPPEAR off
to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that
never rests[2], and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's
what you would tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul
...[1], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[2], and existentialism is the way![1],
and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would
tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[2], and a-ROUND,
and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[1], and existentialism is the way![2], and my guitar?! YES![1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here
or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[2], and
squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and
feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[1],
and my guitar?! YES![2], and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[1], and
squares will stay with what they know - oh, thoughts they know, and
feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[2],
and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm
trying so hard, man / but where is it?[1], and the misery is in
EVERYTHING(!)[2], and let's sing another song, boys / this one
has grown old and bitter[1], and can we focus, please, to see the LIGHT-
? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is it?[2], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[1], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[2], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![1], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[2], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[1], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![2], and I could, can ... whatever![1], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[2],
and I'll go back in time looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure
of heart only[1], and I could, can ... whatever![2], and ... in my ... our
fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![1], and I'll go back in time
looking for a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[2], and I
could DISAPPEAR off to a cave ... or I could take to the sea, the cruel sea of life that never rests[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![2], and ... / ... or the beautiful sea of death[3],
and ... 'He's not coming back!' / Yes, Voice, that's what you would
tell them, my faithful friend, the voice of my soul ...[3], and existentialism is the way![3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND here
or over there ... I could forget YOU(!) and remember GOD(!)[3], and my
guitar?! YES![3], and squares will stay with what they know - oh,
thoughts they know, and feelings they know / they are not curious about KOOK LIFE[3],
and the misery is in EVERYTHING(!)[3], and can we focus, please, to see
the LIGHT- ? / oh, where is it? I'm trying so hard, man / but where is
it?[3], and let's sing another song, boys / this one has grown old and bitter[3], and I like to think that a commitment to music can be a sort of suicide, a cutting off from mundane life[3], and ... we could, we, could, we, get so DIZZY and so FAST that NOTHING(!) would ever matter / it's a fantasy![3], and I'm looking for a kook to match me / oh, who has the mind to get so lost and never come back?[3],
and I could, can ... whatever![3], and I'll go back in time looking for
a bliss that belongs to the pure of heart only[3], and ... in my ... our fantasy ... LOVE(!) will keep us together![3], and
