Long Time Dead

They say nothingness is bliss But I can't help but think That I'm a long time dead And boy you've got it coming You say you're searching, for a man Up in the sky But I seek a girl With revolution in her eyes You're a long time dead And boy you've got it coming You say you're searching for a man I can't help the feelings That I have They say nothingness is bliss But I can't help but think That I'm not at home In the mind That I've been given You say you're searching for a man I can't help the feelings That I have They say nothingness is bliss But I can't help but think That I'm a long time dead And boy you've got it coming