Rhapsody to ideas

The god of ideas is roaming around

Exploring the beaches maybe

It is staying in town

Spreading them through & about

If one comes to you 

Maybe give it a life

Do not let it be just a dream

Let it burn bright

You might fail, you might succeed

But that is not concerning to ideas that be

If not through you they will find their way

Of course and one day they will stay

A big pile of rubbish in front of me

I got to decide what does it

or what you should not see

Cause once ideas are in town 

You are the god, god is me

Through with the thoughts

Let the action begin

To see if it stands in stone

Or it’s bullshit to the brim

No time to listen, no time to hear

No time to speak, no time see

You got to show the world

What you believed it to be

The truth that in your heart

now sits profoundly 

It’s time to cry, it is time to weep

Cause nobody understands or accepts

The truths that you see

It is time to stop 

And cure a heartbreak 

Cause who you thought understands you

at last

Made a joke of you as well

It is time to stand again

Amidst the painful rhapsodies of the past

Cause you are home 

to the ideas that you now own

Time to put the pieces back, 

Whatever is left, add the anger too

Whatever you’re feeling 

Ideas feed on that too

At one point they grow with you

At some point they become you

You are the idea, the idea is you

And not to give it life 

Takes life from you too



Written, Voiced and Edited by Besart Cani