To Reject Oneself

Reject me if you think you can
you think you see me but inside's a man
far more abundant than you're able to see
one chance out of two that it's you and me

Reject me if you think you should
doesn't matter what we say we are misunderstood
the riders of the light in the daydreaming woods
I've got the gold but have you got the goods?

Reject me if you think you are
higher than life some kind of superstar
that new-age mind won't get you far
believe what you want, you're not the driver of the car

Reject me if you're scared of yourself
you really want to and it’s always twelve
always right no matter how deep you delve
the diamond whispers from the top of the shelve

Reject me if you think you're flyer
don't care what you choose baby I'm on fire
you and I might dream the spirit higher
silver shivers, some sex and our darkest desire.