Porcelina of the Vast Oceans

as far as you take me, that's where i believe 
the realm of soft delusions, floating on the leaves 
on a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me 
as all the thought police, and closing in for sleep 
the dilly dally, of my bright lit stay 
the steam of my misfortunes 
has given me the power to be afraid 
and in my mind i'm everyone 
and in my mind 
without a care in this whole world 
without a care in this life 
it's what you take that makes it right 
porcelina of the oceans blue 
in the slipstream, of thoughtless thoughts 
the light of all that's good, the light of all that's [bad word] 
to the fringes gladly, i walk unadorned 
with gods and their creations 
with filth and disease 
porcelina, she waits for me there 
with seashell hissing lullabyes 
and whispers fathomed deep inside my own 
hidden thoughts and alibis 
my secret [bad word] alive 
without a care in this whole world 
without a care in this life 
it's what you take that makes it right 
and in my mind i'm everyone 
in my mind i'm everyone of you 
you make it right 
it's all allright 
you make it right 
porcelina of the oceans blue