Words & Music by Rik Palieri
Thirteen years old, a long way from home Feeling much older than the years you have grown You're off on a journey, your feet off the ground Your body is shaking as you swallow it down. Your head is exploding, your eyes open wide The demon inside you, it laughs till it cries You dance with the Devil as trees cavalcade With stars swimming brightly in pink lemonade. Your thoughts are distorted, now everything's black You want, but can't picture your mind coming back Fear grips you tightly, its hold is too strong Dark shadows are lurking to take you along. The Hyena is laughing, you're in it too deep You can't get away and you can't get to sleep You wish for a moment your life was all through Then picture your skull, with a blade running through. The sky is your canvas, your finger's your brush You think what you see then paint what you must Lightening bolts crackle, Peter Max, says “Hello” And you wonder how much deeper you'll go. Stars turn to horses that race round the moon You start to come down, but don't start too soon Your island is spinning, you're out of control You'd give anything, just to buy back your soul. Now Owsley is leaving, he bids you farewell You walk out the gates of the fires of Hell You've touched planet Earth, it's time to go home But please leave the Power of Acid alone. Thirteen years old, stilled burned in your brain The memories still lingers, you still feel the pain You're out of that prison, the jail house is free But you wonder are you, who you started to be You wonder are you, who you started to be.
Back when I was a young teenager, I had a bad experience with LSD. This song goes out to all those young experimenters, as a warning, that the trip you take, can be a lot more than you expected.