It is hot again. Thirty somthing.
I think
George and
Milos were right,
and I will meet Hercules soon.
But I still have a few
things to do in Denver,
and I have a little under a year,
which is way more than enough as it seems.
The pension fund has just increased significantly,
in relative terms.
We starve-look
At one another Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasies
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Somewhere
Inside something there is a rush of
Greatness
Who knows what stands in front
of
Our lives, I fashion my future
on films in space
Silence
Tells me secretly
Everything
Everything
Manchester England England
Manchester England England
Across the Atlantic Sea
And I'm a genius genius
I believe in God
And I believe that God believes in Claude
That's me, that's me, that's me
We starve-look
At one another Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes
Singing
Our space of songs on spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in...
