John T. Wurzer - Generic State Of Mind

Take me on a journey through the caverns
Of the deepest darkest places of your mind
Explain to me the damp and hollow whisper of the midnight
That helps you to keep from going blind
Then toss me in a vat of boiling herbs and spicy fantasies that wind
Us into what we might achieve if we leave the sane and proper world behind
You see I'm tired of living life outside the edges baby
Trapped in this generic state of mind

Save me just a smile for Sunday morning
When the sun is up and children are asleep
When the eve of all the devils has burned away to grayish ashes
And a light electric moment starts to creep
And touch me in the white familiar places
Where another touch lit fiery thoughts so blind
Then tell me all about the drifting memories and photographs
That never quite got signed
You see I'm tired of waking up without your kisses baby
Trapped in this generic state of mind

I'll fill your heart with poetry and music
And your eyes with visions framed in paradise
I'll wet your lips with sweet imaginary syrups of temptation
And melt a soul that once was made of ice
And when the day has turned away
To another restless windswept November night
You know you'll never have to shake me and remind me
That until the holy night that I first met you baby
I was trapped in this generic state of mind

Take me on a journey through the caverns
Of the deepest darkest places of your mind
Explain to me the damp and hollow whisper of the midnight
That helps you to keep from going blind
Then toss me in a vat of boiling herbs and spicy fantasies that wind
Us into what we might achieve if we leave the sane and proper world behind
You see I'm tired of living life outside the edges baby
I'm tired of waking up without your kisses maybe
Until the holy night that I met you I was
Trapped in this generic state of mind
Trapped in this generic state of mind

Written by:
John Wurzer

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