Elaborate Illusion

You sit in silence You ponder on creation And then you open your eyes And you realise That it was all an elaborate illusion Was it silence? Is there violence? How would you know As you realise It was all an elaborate illusion What’s love? What’s hate? What’s sex? As you second guess, Thinking about the elaborate illusion Well that got deep In fact even a tad steep. And even so, The elaborate illusion seems to go So, was it real? That life you just lived? Tell me, how did it feel? As you file along, Into the next elaborate illusion. You sit in silence You ponder on creation And then you open your eyes And you realise That it was all an elaborate illusion Was it silence? Is there violence? How would you know As you realise It was all an elaborate illusion What’s love? What’s hate? What’s sex? As you second guess, Thinking about the elaborate illusion Well that got deep In fact even a tad steep. And even so, The elaborate illusion seems to go So, was it real? That life you just lived? Tell me, how did it feel? As you file along, Into the next elaborate illusion. You sit in silence You ponder on creation And then you open your eyes And you realise That it was all an elaborate illusion Was it silence? Is there violence? How would you know As you realise It was all an elaborate illusion What’s love? What’s hate? What’s sex? As you second guess, Thinking about the elaborate illusion Well that got deep In fact even a tad steep. And even so, The elaborate illusion seems to go So, was it real? That life you just lived? Tell me, how did it feel? As you file along, Into the next elaborate illusion.