Galleon: Permanent vacation

Once I used to read, once I used to think now I solve my problems by ordering in another drink I tasted life with reverence, I used to like myself today Im throwing tomorrow away ruin my health I need a revolution, a permanent solution its an unbearable temptation the permanent vacation Gotta do more, be more, creating a life unfulfilment broken dreams cuts me like a knife hell its just another hangover feeding my bitterness its time to wipe away my tears mending my life in the process I need a revolution, a permanent solution its an unbearable temptation the permanent vacation You say youre not sure you say you need more time I say what are you worrying for your wish is the same as mine Im not trying to change your life Im not trying to take control though your indecision cuts me like a knife Im not trying to invade your soul All we really want is to be held through the night for a moment put aside anger, fear and spite ever since we left paradise its always been our fate to dream of making love making up, making hate Precious little moments building up to tears while we gently put aside our jealousy and fears wondering if we found a love that last forever deciding shes to loud, narrow minded or whatever.. All we really want is to be held through the night for a moment put aside anger, fear and spite ever since we left paradise its always been our fate to dream of making love making up, making hate My friend went away for the weekend and he never came back home he was found with his fathers gun in his mouth and beside him his last poem... when I heard the news I just drove around in vain my head was filled with questions anger, guilt and shame Late one night I couldnt sleep so I turned my memory around I saw faces and moves and places weve been some of that good life we found I hear phrases form a dialogue and I remember what we said the way you brushed your hair form your forhead and how you loved to make me mad Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye was it really brave I keep thinking about the way you said goodbye, was it really brave... I played a record again and again from side to side then I put away the best part of a bottle of whiskey and sat right down and cried you were someone I could talk to you were someone I could trust now youre six feet under... slowly into dust Keep thinking about the way you said goodbye was it really brave I keep thinking about the way you said goodbye, was it really brave... Its been to much, I cant take it anymore so bye, bye brain to many things going on in my mind I seek shelter from the pain My head is spinning my eyes are fallen out my stomach seems to open and its making me shout somewhere Ive lost track of what its all about Its an amazing sensations my permanent vacation my body and brain cannot be disturbed but sometimes at night my voice can still be heard still can be heard, laughing in the asylum There is no permanent solution no easy way out of this confusion no constant happiness but youve got to comprehend after every storm there lies a rainbows end The answer is not a permanent vacation use your humour and your patience no lasting sanity youve got to understand after every sunset the world lies in your hand...