Snow in June

Snow in June I’ve seen snow in June And a total eclipse of the moon And a rose in full bloom in December And a dinosaur’s tears in amber But still I feel mute, deaf, and blind Tell me something about the philosophy of mind I’ve met saints and whores And a bunch of lunatics, of course Tried to live as a notorious sinner But so far I’m still a bloody beginner So what’s your advice for a wretch Who knows how to grab things but who’s still too dumb to fetch? Alright, gotta get out into the open Some shit’s gotta hit the fan What about holidays in Afghanistan? Or maybe I'd better set out on a journey Back to the prenatal land In an isolation tank experiment Isolation tank experiment Sounds like fun I’ve seen snow in June And the eyes of the girl in the moon Slept with Helen, Aphrodite, and Nike But skipped the final chapter with Psyche And I'm worried my abundant inner wealth May not necessarily be a good thing for my mental health Alright, gotta get out into the open Some shit’s gotta hit the fan What about holidays in Afghanistan Or maybe I'd better set out on a journey Back to the prenatal land In an isolation tank experiment Maybe that's the end of my predicament Or maybe it ain't Or maybe it ain't