Reminds me of the final hours of a long acid trip. You're through the most intense part and left with hours of introspection. In that time you come to the realization that You've gone wrong, and it's not just you it's a lot of people around you. Maybe you started tripping to expand your mind and be one with the earth, but now you're just abusing it and it's messing with your mind and your mentality is all wrong. Finding the way back is daunting as you are so far removed from normal thought, in fact it's impossible to go back there at all. You look at yourself and you say we've gone wrong. There's still two or three hours before the lsd wears off, and no one else is awake, there no one to talk to and if you woke someone up and spoke to them in your current state they would know you were out of your freaking mind, they couldn't possibly understand. So you go out into the street, walking, craving to see someone else who's it's at this hour and you want to hear their story and tell them yours. It''s another half hour until the sun comes up, the birds have woken up and the few people who are out are freakin crazy and don't have anything profound to say. Everyone out there man, we've gone wrong.
Reminds me of the final hours of a long acid trip. You're through the most intense part and left with hours of introspection. In that time you come to the realization that You've gone wrong, and it's not just you it's a lot of people around you. Maybe you started tripping to expand your mind and be one with the earth, but now you're just abusing it and it's messing with your mind and your mentality is all wrong. Finding the way back is daunting as you are so far removed from normal thought, in fact it's impossible to go back there at all. You look at yourself and you say we've gone wrong. There's still two or three hours before the lsd wears off, and no one else is awake, there no one to talk to and if you woke someone up and spoke to them in your current state they would know you were out of your freaking mind, they couldn't possibly understand. So you go out into the street, walking, craving to see someone else who's it's at this hour and you want to hear their story and tell them yours. It''s another half hour until the sun comes up, the birds have woken up and the few people who are out are freakin crazy and don't have anything profound to say. Everyone out there man, we've gone wrong.