Cleared Head the world was mine and once upon a time a world did dine no need for crime this world of mine was caught in endless time fearing the sign everyone a souless mime for where here caught like a snail no need for fear too slow for a kill but we care dished up in a pail snap the snare carry the endless tale for here we lay thinking of the sun minds drift away mindless mounting fun kick back relax think about the fog polish with wax clear your minds bog endless we strive looking for a lie help us survive so dont bother to pry Grateful Dead MiSTiGRiS 94