I decided to do nothing.
Just to sit and stare.
To stay silent in the madness.
Drift to God knows where.
They called it meditation.
I called it hold the voice.
In the circuses of memory.
I guess I always had a choice.

I decided to do nothing.
Just to sit and stare.
To stay silent in the madness.
Drift to God knows where.
They called it meditation.
I called it hold the voice.
In the circuses of memory.
I guess I always had a choice.