Spiral rainbow

Break Through

(G F)

in my hitchhiking days
I was lost in a maze
too much purple haze
lost in inner space
I did not recognize any place
it’s been a much too long trip
passing through oblivion and back
I must have crossed this seemingly infinite hall
and eventually I broke through the stoned wall
because I want to hear your sweet call
I want to see, taste and feel it all
I will get up again when I fall
and when I fail
and cannot find the holy grail
blown away by a fierce gail
I still want to tell my tale
and it definitely won’t be for sale
to be bought by remote controlled ghosts
who boast that they own the most
in their dying rooms dark and pale
with the air dead and stale
they must have been choking
for a change I am not joking