Don't Ask Me (About The Thousand Pages)

You sense that you’re alive the same time a war is waged
You realize the bible is missing around a thousand pages

You wonder who hid it until it burns inside with rage

You notice your toes begin to look a rather bit strange

As if something deep within you is ready to be changed

You hear a madman trying to talk on stage

About some businessmen building a giant cage

You hear the madman trying to talk on stage

About the people who are stuck in a different age

You find the evening it calls you to a distant land

It tells you not to worry you already carry the plan

Search for an orphan girl the map is the lines on her hand

She follows a six piece Egyptian rock and roll band

And a child who’s destined to one day become a man

Together they walk barefoot tonight in some desert sand

Now I got no promises to keep no one I need to meet

I’ll sail out to the sea where there is no one to speak

I’ll travel to the furthest lands where I cannot be defeat

Where there is nothing known and only nothing to teach

So you do what you want and don’t come asking me