Reality Tunnel - Creative Adult

The audience in studio

Open their god flavored wallets

Participants are wearing boots

By the machine colored seaside

(In a heightened state I guide my floating body through a canyon that’s lined

with futuristic cities.

Rotating in place mid-air)

They’re guided by remote control

Proper virtual access

I think they’ll be the first in line

To purchase tickets for Springsteen

Creation is confusion

Don’t bother looking at the sky

It’s such an obsolete journey

And love the locket of your cage

In this reality tunnel

(With incredible precision I weaved my way through a thousand miles of concrete

and neon at new top speeds with my eyes closed)

It’s hard to separate completely

Can’t quite detach from all the perceived pains

Conditioned by the outside

Meanwhile

Content about it mostly

Oh god

Do you still think I’m paranoid?

I remember you said it

When you thought I wasn’t there

I know you’re all out to get me

Creation delusion

And everyone was getting lost

At the radical nexus

So disregard the empty space

Or get used to it farther

If there is meaning in this haze

Maybe it’s just to experience

Something greater than our alternate ego

Removed from what we identify as