Tool Third Eye (Live) Lyrics

[Dr. Timothy Leary]
Think for yourself, question authority.
Think for yourself, question authority.

Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening, terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are, or where we are going in this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities, the political, the religious, the educational authorities who attempted to comfort us by giving us order, rules, regulations, informing, forming in our minds their view of reality. To think for yourself, you must question authority and learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable, open-mindedness; chaotic, confused, vulnerability to inform yourself.

Think for yourself, question authority.
Think for yourself, question authority.
Think for yourself, question authority.
Think for yourself. Think for yourself.
Order. Regulations. Rules.
Think for yourself, question authority.
Order. Regulations. Rules. Confidence.

Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with its three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling,
Down that hole and back again.
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
To find I've known this all along.

So good to see you, I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over, I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play. Why are you running?..

Shrouding all the ground around me,
Is this holy crow above me?
Black as holes within a memory,
Blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into the shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand,
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar:
Like phosphorescent desert b___ons
Singing one familiar song:

So good to see you, I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over, I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?
Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?

Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye

So good to see you once again, I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away, chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye,
I opened my eye,
I opened my eye and there we were.
I opened my eye,
I opened my eye,
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again, I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away, chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye
Prying open my third eye

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