"On The Acanthaceous Way" lyrics

If I were free I would learn how to speak
To plant a thought with the voice of the weak

If I were free I would learn how to speak
To plant a thought with the voice of the weak

With my eyes wide open and a heart of gold
I provide you the message that will overturn the bold

All these conventions are defined by the upper echelons
Don't let them blind you with their fucking homilies of
Shit!

The answers caught inside you, you just have to liberate it
You just have to admit

Cause I know: only a lesson lived is a lesson learned
Don't worship the ashes, keep spreading the flame

Cause I knew: only a lesson lived is a lesson learned
Don't worship the ashes, keep spreading the flame

Use your fucking head
You are the topic and the moderator at once
An amplified awareness will be your best friend on the acanthaceous way to wisdom
So what about some self-made Bohemian out in left field offbeat reckless DIY conceptions of a fulfilled life?

Cause I know: only a lesson lived is a lesson learned
Don't worship the ashes, keep spreading the flame

Cause I knew: only a lesson lived is a lesson learned
Don't worship the ashes, keep spreading the flame