No Interpretation
My legs take me to all manner of places ; I need to get ; Upon my beautiful, practical, environmentally-friendly ; Bicyclette ; My hands rape me at night beneath the all-knowing stars ; They seduce my emotions by caressing the heartstrings of my guitar ; Don't ask for an interpretation to this dream ; Don't ask me to explain myself again ; My heart is an instrument for gauging what you feel ; My mind's a justice of peace that discerns what is bullshit and what is real ; My mouth only speaks what is true for him and her, for you and me ; My eyes see beyond the future that your god has decreed ; Don't ask for an interpretation to this dream ; Don't ask me to explain myself again; 