Tired Songtext

von Magic Pie

The voices in my head tell me stories that
Make it all complete... my body is at ease.
And the visions in my mind take me floating
With the soft summer breeze.
I fell like soaring higher... and higher!

What is the point, if there's nothing left to gain?
Why should you care if another guy is in pain?
Why should we need to protect the ones we love.

What do you see there
Beyond what you don't know?
What's the use - does it matter what we choose?
Answers uncovered - questions discovered.

Am I talking in my sleep...
Is this real or just my fantasy?
And as my thoughts pass by I keep returning to my
Childhood home - and the fields I used to roam.

I'm tired of the conflicts - calamities in store.
I'm tired of big finances
And the latets Wall Street score.
I'm tired of supplying - what's left here to obtain?
So tired of defying - there's nothing to sustain?

I'm tired of this talk - of healing from within.
I'm tired of being sober
Got the Tonic, where's my Gin.
I'm tired of depression
The yearning and complaint.
So tired of the sickness
That drives our world insane.

What is the point, if there's nothing left to gain?
Why should you care if another's guy's in pain?
Why sould we need to protect the ones we love?

What do you see there
Beyond what you don't know?
What's the use, does it matter what we choose?
Answers uncovered - questions discovered

And so I'm walking in my sleep,
Isolated and somehow incomplete
The little child inside me yearns back to my childhood home,
Now forsaken pile of stones

I'm tired of conflicts - there's nothing left to say
I'm tired of the spotlight, want to hide away and stay
I'm tired of all this hatred - the yearning and dismay
So tired of the taxes and all the bills to pay

I'm tired of corruption - society's decay
I'm tired of all the ignorance I've seen along the way
I'm tired of constituions just built on bits of clay
So tired of politicians - dead tired... come what may!

I'm tired of the past - I'm tired of growing old
Too tired to face the future but my story is yet untold
I'm tired of being tired - I need to carry on
Fulfill my desires - there's so much yet undone

I'm tired of the bultures that thrive on human stain
The devil laughs in rapture as they smile and kill again
I'm tired of all the hatred - the heartache and the pain
So tired of the sickness that drives our world insane