Ode to Bob

Ode to Bob

 

Soldiers run in circles in hypnosis
Knights are riding horses evil forces
I know just what you feel, I know just what you feeling
Gun shells in a suitcase on the subway

Somewhere in the ocean there’s an answer,
Waves pull, hide it underwater.
I know just what you think, I know just what you thinking
No such thing as fairy-tales, or running snails, or faith.

Breath of relief,
I sigh to you.
Can not believe the things that you do
To keep our habits
To gather our man
Fight for our differences makes us all the same

Numbers running random on the paper,
When meanings almost turning into vapor.
Sometimes its what we need, sometimes we need to wake up.
The feeling of falling in a nightmare

We all want
Something to talk about
Something to see
Someone to scream about
Someone to be
Somehow to be afraid
Somewhere to hide
Sometimes to be sad
Sometimes to cry

Fear in shape of metal
Packed explosive lies
Falling through the skies

Whispers in your ear drum
Voices in your head
Slowly drive you mad

Breath of relief
I sigh to you
Can not believe the things that you do
To keep our habits
To gather our man
Fight for our differences makes us all the same.

Written by Guy Gefen on the 2015 US Tour. 

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