I´m piled up high the morning lightnA giant silver screennI´m waiting for my mind to landnI´m living in a dreamnnI´m a wizard I´ve got magic sticksnI´m drinking liquid goldnThe taste of metal in my mouthnInfected all my bonesnThe light´s so bright but when I close my eyesnIt all explodesnnI´m piled up high, the morning lightnA giant silver screennI´m waiting for my mind to landnI´m living in a dreamnnI can´t explain why colors fadenAnd everything´s a fuzznI feel like I´m a winter´s daynAnother hippie had enoughnnI´m piled up high the morning lightnA giant silver screennI´m waiting for my mind to landnI´m living in a dreamnI´m piled up high the morning lightnAnd everything´s unrealnnThe wizard lost his magic sticksnThe world turned into stonenThe taste of metal in his mouthnAnd everything explodesnnI´m piled up high, the morning lightnA giant silver screennI´m waiting for my mind to landnCause everything´s unreal