Incubus
Текст песни Redefine

imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink, yeah, now think
of your body as the pen where the ink resides. fuse the two;
KAPOW! what are you now? you're the human magic marker, wont
you please suprise my eyes?! it's in your nature, you can paint
whatever picture you like. no matter what Ted Koppel says on
channel 4 tonight. so modify this third rock from the sun. by
painting myriads of pictures with the colors of one. i'm sick
of painting on black and white. my pen is dry, no i'm uptight.
so sick of limiting myself to fit your definition. picture the
scene, where whatever you thought would, in the blink of an eye,
manifest and become illustrated. you'd be sure that every line
drawn reflected a life that you loved not an existence that you
hated. so, must we demonstrate that we can't get it straight?
we've painted a picture, now we're drowning in the paint. let's
figure out what the fuck it's about, before the picture we painted
chews us up and spits us out. i'm sick of painting in black and
white, my pen is dry, now i'm uptight. so sick oflimiting myself,
to fit you definition. Redefine.