Words Willcox/Music Bogen)
My fingers are grass
My tongue the asp
My town a burial mound
My eyes are jewels
My ears hear tools
put them down
My feet are wings
My body sings
Without a sound
Eyes of blind ignorance
See a world of despair
Mountains of man
Hide cities too deep
Cool dark graves where bodies creep
My nose is sharp
it cuts the glass
And then I escape
My back is flat
Off the beaten track
am a landscape
am at peace
The feeling's neat
Then suddenly I awake
Eyes of blind ignorance
See a world of despair
Mountains of man
Hide cities too deep
Cool dark graves where bodies creep
am a waterfall
come tumbling
tumbling
tumbling down
Into infinity
journey to the sea
rain through leaves and trees
On beggars and thieves
On fools that grieve
But I am
I am
I am
stand at my window
Wind and moonlight
Fire my hair
touch the glass
It can't be seen
But it's always there
I'm told I'm free
And I believe
Four walls imprison me
Eyes of blind ignorance
See a world of despair
Mountains of man
Hide cities too deep
Cool dark graves where bodies creep
My fingers are numb
My tongue is blunt
am only me
My eyes are shallow
My ears hollow
am only me
My feet are still
I'm unfulfilled
am only me
My head's a bed
It feels like lead
My mind's totally free
must sleep
am
must sleep
am
must sleep
am
must sleep to dream
am
Side Two: 'Happy ever after
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