The Crossing of the Three Paths – Phil Headway Lyrics
The light in the mirror on the wall
Goes on the crossing of the three paths
The light in the glimmer of the dawn's
A wick of all, a burning ball, a big old trouble
The riddle now is rented
How do we solve the gray?
The purple now is broken
The riddle now is rented
There's no one to blame
Therefore you crave to sue your bimbo
Does the night show who you are?
Know the Moon is not that far
Sober you ain't cry
Sober you ain't lie
Sober you might awaken
The light that is hiding from your love
Is just the rusty of your eyes and of your bad tongue
The light that is teaching you to curse
Is the illusion of the crossing of the three paths
It's the light of the bright stars
It's the light of the leopard in the dark
It's the light in the breeze
Behind your big old cerebellum
Just below your hair, longfellow
Wear a cap, wear a hat, wear a helmet
Or even that large horn that you keep since adolescence
Don't forget about the crossing of the three paths
In the middle of the cross they look the same
Look the same
Don't forget about the crossing of the three paths
In the middle of the cross they look the same
Look the same