Coldcut - Mr Nichols please mr nichols come back inside the window i can't promise you anything but i trust there's far greater reason to live i know you've become disheartened and disillusioned by the current state of affairs your stocks have fallen, your investments have failed you the man from whom you took orders has been ordered to jail by his and your subordinates the impression what is this world coming to? what is the profit margin when you're forced to pander to the marginalized where's the glory you dreamt of as a child dressed as a cowboy your playgun pointed at real targets and your mother holding your tongue as your father consoles you with the words it's just boys stuff well... you joined his fraternity you grew into his old suits you acquired his beliefs you embodied his dreams and lived in his oversights

your mother outlives your father
your sister outlives your brother
and if you jump from this window today
she'll also outlive you
look at her sitting in her midwestern home
tuned into oprah once again
today she learns to meditate on a second hand couch

meanwhile you stand outside this window twelve stories above the ground
one story remaining untold...

you contemplate the setting sun
unaware of your disorientation
dis-orient: turned away from the east

the shifting current seems to conspire against you
mr nichols you fail to see that you've always stood outside of this window
perched on the threshold of oblivion
countless man made stories above the truth
for so long you stood facing the setting sun
mistaking the complementary unified duality of nature as being right or wrong
good or evil
god or devil

mr nichols instead of stepping from this ledge into the downfall of your uprise
why not just turn around?
lessen the intensity of your western glare and face the rising sun
know the energies swirling from the center
how it illumines us all
and only the birds fly first class

there is your inheritance: the warmth of a kiss
invest your tongue into the mouth of mystery
allow her breath to seep into your lungs
surrender to her touch and guidance
there's no other way

your dreams of dominance will only help you forsake yourself
while your family continues its search for understanding
and your daughters outlive your sons...

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Featuring Saul Williams
From the album Sound Mirrors
I tried to type this up on my own cause the lyrics weren't online yet.
If you can think of any corrections plz let me know (guestbook).

"A considerable percentage of the people we meet on the street are people who are empty inside, that is, they are actually already dead.
It is fortunate for us that we do not see and do not know it. If we knew what a number of people are actually dead
and what a number of these dead people govern our lives, we should go mad with horror."
Georges Ivanovitch Gurdjieff

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