Weatherman said look for sunny skies

But I can't see the sun

Through the smoke and lies

Of the many who act like the chosen few

Plenty more than willing

To dive into the dead of night

Into the dead of night



Man is a beast of wild imagination

Oh, but I ain't gonna let

This darkness fascination bring me down



Ain't no mystery train

Ain't no ball and chain gonna bind me



Take this cup from my hand

Take this cross off my back

Make me laugh, make me wise

Take these blinders from my eyes

I want sunshine, give me sunshine



Man is a beast of wild imagination

Oh, but I ain't gonna let

This darkness fascination bring me down



Ain't no shroud of shame

Gonna cloud my brain

I'm not guilty



Take this cup from my hand

Take this cross off my back

No more darkness, no more lies

Take these blinders from my eyes

I want sunshine, give me sunshine