And he spoke of pastures green
I was never told why
Each journey lasts an age
And my throat feels dryIt must be the lesson
Hidden deep inside
It must be the lesson
So roll the tideSo I began the crossing
My throat burned dry
Searching for satori
The kick in the eye
I am the end of reproduction
Given no direction
Every care is taken
In my rejectionKick in the eye
Kick in the eye
Kick in the eye
Kick in the eyeEvery care is taken
With my rejection
And my abduction
From my addictionEvery care is taken
With my protection
And my abduction
From my addiction
Kick in the eye
Kick in the eye
Kick in the eye
Kick in the eye
