Perfect By Tomorrow - Path Less Traveled

      
I walked down the street pondering my own thoughts

I didn't know the time of day

Read a long message along the wall

And I loved the message it say

It said…

  

I think all of our lives are dead

Constantly walking with no thoughts in our heads

Long haired hippies preach solstice and zen

And the the trip ends

  

So I got to thinking, does the trip have to end

Or can it just go on and on?

The path less traveled is the path for me

For now my flight is so long

Oh yeah…

  

I think all of our lives are dead
Constantly walking with no thoughts in our heads

Long haired hippies preach solstice and zen

And the trip ends

  

I think all of our lives are dead…

  

I took a left turn round to old downtown

I put my thoughts in a bottle as I stumbled around

To the bar that I found, as if I'm trying to drown

It was then that it hit me all the booze, bud and whiskey

So I lost track of time a couple of nights

I took the path less traveled looking for a sign  

Met the wisest men, the purest preacher
But sensimilla was the greatest teacher

  

I think all of our lives are dead

Constantly walking with no thoughts in our heads

Long haired hippies preach solstice and zen

But the trip doesn't have to end

  

It doesn't have to end!

It doesn't have to end!