Baba Brinkman - Mindstate lyrics

The mind is it's own place
So it’s a base in it'self
When it’s impatient
Paradise feels like a prison cell
And it’s wasted
But however far from grace it fell
The mind can still make a
Heaven out of raising hell
We live in a strange realm
And I’m beginnin’ to doubt
My ability to figure it out now
If the mind is it's own place
Then mine is an open space
I’m home on the range like
A coyote roaming the plains
Showing strangers how to notice correlations
Only i’m facin’ down some cowboys
Makin’ loud noises
Hoping my home is a vacant location
So they can take it
It’s the same ancient battle for
The temple of the mind
That people have been fighting since
The beginning of time
And the winning side has always
Been the mentally blind
Who try to simplify everybody
Into two different kinds
Of people: "You’re either with
Us or against us, and you’d better decide
Or you’re gonna get criminalized!"
In this critical fight
I’m livin’ behind enemy lines
Keepin’ my mind open like a nympho’s vagina
Tryin’ to fill it with every different
Kind of info I can find
And you know why? ‘Cause propaganda machines
Can teach you a whole lot
About an enemy’s strategies
And every piece of data feeds into reality
There’s no need to understand, just believe
Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit
Then I better be dead

When the mind finds it'self in a police state
It needs a secret place to keep it safe
And when it’s mistreated daily
And repeatedly disgraced
It stays sane by retreating
Into the deepest cave
Where the siege is laid to
Keep the demons at bay
But the easiest way to break
Free from these chains
And make peace is to take a leap of faith
And believe something that can’t
Be reasonably explained
That’s how people change, by takin’ a chance
On a path when they can’t
See the destination in advance
And laughin’ in the face of disaster
When their best laid plans
Are translated into wastelands it
Doesn’t make sense
But all you need is a beat
And street corner to break dance
And no scientist could ever explain
That with brain scans
‘Cause the mind is the one
Place in the infinite expanse
Of creation that still has
Infinite space to expand

Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit
Then I better be dead
There’s a place in the mind
That wait's in silence
Until it’s awakened by some
Inspiration inside it
Sometimes the sensation is violent
And we’re surprised by the places it finds
Us in strange environments
We do exactly what the
Act of creation requires
It takes an entire civilization
To change the climate
Into a lake of fire, but at the same time
Every person is alone when
They change their mind
So the landscape inside is one
Of the only places i know of that’s really
Capable of homeostasis
In times of crisis it’s a lonely oasis
Where you’re totally safe
A place to resist the barrage
Of information in this modern
Day system of ours
I walk through it feeling like
I’m living on mars
Recognizing ninety percent of it
As just a mirage
That’s why I’m tryin’ to drop the
Curtain on the Wizard of Oz
‘Cause behind the smoke machines and
Faces made of green plastic
I feel like there’s real magic
That people can access
If they learn to reach past
All the easy answers
And ceaseless distractions that we’re
Always being harassed with
All you need to grasp is that
The mind is it's own place
And when you make this known then no
One can take your home away
And nothing you do to improve it
Will ever go to waste
And you can use it to create your own fate
So don’t throw it away

Hidden in the temple in the center of my head
I've invented a script that can never be read
I write it as I'm livin it a few steps ahead
And if I'm ever gonna quit
Then I better be dead