Plato's Cave
After Studying Philosophy for about half a year Hans, or was it Klaus Lüger wrote this epic masterpiece of psychedelia.
Lights out don't shout,
close your eyes and dream,
shut them tight let in the night
let your brain create the stream
let it go and let it in,
doesn't matter who you've been,
let your past haunt the present,
be a knight or be a peasant,
Demons, horses, wolves and snakes,
Lurk inside the deepest lake,
the hound that bites the hand that feeds,
Plato's cave is full of seeds
Generals marching giving orders,
Always tramping ever forward,
Leave behind a lake of tears,
wash away the fruitless fears,
Floating through the summer's mind,
Meeting strangers cruel and kind,
Losing faith but finding ground,
Demons, horses, wolves and snakes,
Lurk inside the deepest lake,
the hound that bites the hand that feeds,
Plato's cave is full of seeds
Now that all is said and done,
And No-one lost no-one won,
We'll set sail to the end of time
Seeking for the search sublime.