WORTHLESS ADVICE

I don't care what you do
I don't care what you say
Because all you do and all you say
is gonna happen anyway

That's the trick that so few know
but we do because we go
into places few will dare
Through the mind and everywhere

In this room that's there forever
Devoid of thought and moving never
Constant like a TV static
In a way it is The Attic

of you and me and all that be
The Point of Light which fills the Sea

From this is where your time escapes
with death and theft and brutal rapes
Plays the story of your life
then ends it with a sharpened knife

Don't blame them; don't blame me
Blame yourself, the contrary
But if you will, I can assure
that you will live forevermore

But you will hurt and you will hunger
and you will never cease to wonder
Where you're from and what you are
and is this Great Truth close or far

So if you should get in the groove
think of that which doesn't move
Think of Thought; think of nothing
Now imagine this creating something