Letra de Moon's Thoughts

I saw my insides fall out, and so I sucked them back in, I was surprised by what was in there---
A little boy with dolphin fins, a bucket of leggos and gin, an atomic bomb, the Dali Lama
He could not tell me the way, he could not tell me the meaning, until I'm ready to be crucified
And the wind is made of moon's thoughts
All quickened with poetry and madness
And if you hold in your lungs for just a few seconds
You'll feel the burning I speak of
You'll feel the burning I speak of
We are Buddha, Confucious, and Jesus Christ
We were born to philosophize
But if we want to fly, we've got to leave our shit on the ground
Or is that too much to sacrifice?
And we will not know the Way
And we will not know the Meaning, until we are ready to be crucified
And the wind is made of moon's thoughts
All quickened with poetry and madness
And if you hold in your lungs for just a few seconds
You'll feel the burning I speak of
You'll feel the burning I speak of