i just want to lay myself down   drink the illusions and let it all float away   into the river of voices   one of them will speak and tell me where to go   i packed my thoughts and visions   headed for the light on the other side   although consoling was a myth   the tunnel was a con   i ran - but i never turned back   i have deported my own life   into this foolish splendour   i have brought the beauty of a soul   cold and dark as the last day   is the image of the dream   that made it all worth-while   in exile   if there is a sign out there hiding   come to me now or forever hold your peace   you'll find me in my room in the guesthouse   riding clouds that are hard to please   when there is a fight i will be there   it feels so good to do what one should not do   and i play i gamble and stay   i look - but i never turn back