Think everybody thinks you’re crazy,
then apologize for a stupid mistake;
Everybody got their inner demons,
dormant chained or out in your face!
What if this is only a song,
should that make it any less real?
What if this is only a testing,
would you bear a responsibility as god playing the fool?!
Oh master of the storm, feel the sick and mad,
Be their tour guide to light, on their souls’ dark night!
I see you asleep unable to appreciate beauty,
Unable to hear what you sound like sounds like,
outside your own head;
Something is eating you,
perhaps an expression of your inner status;
Your god depends on your place of birth,
Your view depends on who told you first;
Strange is life in its contradictions,
testing you all the time it’s true,
Hard it is to achieve that balance,
between who you are and what you do!
Oh master of the storm, shake us out of this unreality,
Let a world struck by tragic, once more come alive with magic
With my head in the clouds, feet on the ground,
I dread that gap in-between, a bite to eat and a reason to be,
a place to sleep and a dream to believe in!
What if life becomes a deadly addiction,
with no prison room to expand?
What if it’s a matter of legal fiction,
wasn’t it your signature on the contract?!
Oh master of the storm, absorb various shock,
soft as a sponge, hard as a rock;
Oh master of the storm, anytime now welcome home;
The way you come and go, in on the one and out on the four!
credits
from Legal Fiction,
released February 2, 2007
Words: A. El-Motassem
Music: A. El-Motassem / M. Attias / E. Gallagher
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