Paprika - Japanese Breakfast

Lucidity came slowly

I awoke from dreams of untying a great knot

It unraveled like a braid into what seemed were thousands

Of separate strands of fishing line

Attached to coarse behavior, it flowed

A calm it urged, what else is here?

How’s it feel to be at the center of magic

To linger in tones and words?

I opened the floodgates and found

No water, no current, no river, no rush

How’s it feel to stand at the height of your powers

To captivate every heart?

Projcting your visions to strangers

Who feel it, who listen, who linger on very word

Oh, it’s a rush

Oh, it’s a rush

But alone, it feels like dying

All alone, I feel so much

I want my offering to woo, to calm, to clear, to solve

But the only offering that comes

It calls, it screams, there’s nothing here

How’s it feel to be at the center of magic

To linger in tones and words?

I opened the floodgates and found

No water, no current, no river, no rush

How’s it feel to stand at the height of your powers

To captivate every heart?

Projecting your visions to strangers

Who feel it, who listen, who linger on every word

Oh, it’s a rush

Oh, It’s a rush