Self Reflection Lyrics

Almost Home

Well you've been to all the seminars

and you've still driving that crappy car

And all you've got's a drawer full of old T-shirts


Still your waking dreams 

Make you want to scream

But I'm telling you no matter how bad it seems


You're almost Home, almost Home

Don't care how far you think that you are 

You're almost Home


You've been meditating

For ten years

And still your mind is never clear

And all you've got's a bunch of flattered cushions


Do you think you've nuts

Just sitting on your butt

Well that may be true but I'll tell you what 

You're almost home

Don't care how far you think that you are

You're almost home.


It's hard to believe

But we never leave

The heaven in our prayers 

We only sleep while our father keeps us in his loving care.


So you thought that you were anger free

But you just screamed an obscenity

At some guy who cut you off in traffic

Then your mind will say

You're in hell to stay


But I'm telling you that it isn't that way

Your almost Home almost Home

Don't care how far you think that you are

You're almost Home.

I Have A Dreaming Problem

I have a dreaming Problem

Though I know it's very common

When I wake up from a bad dream

I still see things that make me wanna scream

I have a dreaming problem


I have a dreaming problem

Worse than horror movie goblins

When I wake up from a nightmare

I still see things I wish weren't there

I have a dreaming problem


Dreaming in my bed

I saw the living dead

On people's parts they fed

Like it was Wonder bread

Woke up all full of dread

And watched TV in bed

Is that Dawn of the Dead? 

No it's Andy Roony's head.


I have a dreaming problem

It just keeps my head a throbbin'

This is reality it seems

But I think that it's just a distant dream


I have a dreaming problem

I dreamed that I was trapped

In a deep and dark mine shaft

So tight I couldn't scratch

And I didn't have a match.

I woke and still felt trapped

Inside a mortal scrap of bones and blood and fat

But it sure felt good to scratch.


I have dreaming problem

And it's not showing sign of stopping

I know every work of "What the Bleep" 

but still I'm walking round like I'm half asleep.

And I followed all the big guru's

But still I walk around like I been sniffin glue

Maybe I'll move into a Starbucks and drink enough coffee to wake me up.

I have a dreaming problem.

If I Were A Body

Well there's wrinkles on my forehead funny lines on my chin.

Ane my hair has turned to silver and it's starting to thin

If I were a body I'd be really bummed out

But that's not what my life is about.


There's a pain in my left shoulder

There's pain in my knee

There's a busted rusty sieve

Where my brain used to be


If I were a body I'd be really bummed out

But that'not what my life is about

And I'm coming to suspect

Oh, no! I am not my intellect


If I'm not my body

And I'm not my smarts

Maybe I'm what's inside my heart


So my body's only doing

What my body does

Which makes me really glad 

I'm created from love

Yeah, I'm not body, there is no doubt

Cause love is what my life is about.

Not Quite Yet (Enlightened)

When I am pure

Enlightened and cured

I will behold the light inside your soul

When I can part

These clouds with my heart

I'll see the sun

That shines inside everyone


But right now here I am

In this Goddam traffic jam 

and the people all around me drive like jerks

There's an accident ahead 

and someone better be dead 

Cause it's making me a 

half hour late for work


I meditate

Three hours straight

Blister my buns

Trying to end this illusion

Cause I want to see

The light that's in thee

Walk in the sun

See how we all are one


But right now on this plane

I stare bullets through the brain

Of the woman holding up the checkout line

She is writing out a check

And I'd like to wring her neck

Go ahead you bitch just take your sweet old time.


No meat on my dish

Well, maybe some fish

I eat lotsa' beans

That keeps my temple real clean

Cause I wanna stay 

In the holy way

Til' I can see the God 

that's Inside you and me


But right now all I see

Is this guy ahead of me 

Who can't figure out which donut he should get


He keeps staring through the glass

And I want to kick his ass

So I guess that I'm not quite enlightened yet

Yeah, I guess that I'm not quite enlightened yet