Godhead — текст песни (John Waite)

No Krishna, Buddha, Jesus in my soul
`Til the sun breaks through again
Down into nothing as I lose myself
In the perfections of Zen
She said: I got the answer
I said: I`m curious, can you write that down my friend
It said there`s nothing in the real world
So why should we pretend zero?

Godhead
We got nothing
We got everything

I took a page out of Unpunished
And I flew a paper plane
But there is nothing in the real world
But the cool, cool, cool of soul
And I`ve got nothing in my pockets
But lose change and gold zero!

And I`m trying to get somewhere
In a room with glow
The church mice are singing now
What John Lee Hooker knows

Godhead
We got nothing
We got everything

I`m falling backwards in her mirrored room
In her mirrored room tonight
She looks so good
And I feel fine
As she says we might make it to Godhead