Songs / Lyrics
Pyro Techniques
Pt1 // Dm / Am Bb / Dm / C Bb /
/ Dm / Am Bb / Dm / C9 C#9 D9 D#9 //
Pt2 // E7 (#9) / Bm C / Em / D C /
Em / Bm C / Em / D9 C#9 //
In days of old
When nights were cold
Soap operas weren't invented
We'd nought to do
But watch the flames
Mysteriously contented
The babble stops
The third eye lives
The world of dreams is real
No walls persist
Nor macho fist
It's possible to feel
The Teflon shrug
Is warmed away
There's no need to elude
The guilt and joy
That serves to cook
The soul's essential food
The growing pains
An aching heart
Don't need doctor's prescriptions
Maybe one room
Your own world - free
Of media distractions
There's no cliche
You're forced to say
No parroting of fame
There's only you
What more d'you want?
Welcome - inner flame