Friend in the darkness, all wearing their harness
Friends in the steepness, for days I've been sleepless
And I'm lying inside here, creating my own fears
Creating my image and nothing will ever finish
Hmmmm
Passions forgotten, my energy's rotten
My lust for the beauty has turned into nudies
Will I ever return to the way I was living
On pure intuition, no clueless ambition
Sometimes it seems I'm grabbing hold again
But most times it feels I'm letting go again
Now who you are has no plan
Who you love has no plan
What you breed has no plan
So baby, I stop to be a searching man
Test me for rabies, test me for madness
Test me for babies, I'm asking for nothing less
I'm tired of my waiting for truth and redemption
While I find that my lady won't hold it against me that
Sometimes it seems I'm grabbing hold again,
But most times it feels I'm letting go again
Now who you are has no plan
And who you love has no plan
And what you breed has no plan
So baby, I stop to be a searching man