Timothy Leary's dead. No, no no no, he's outside, looking in. He'll fly his astral plane, Take you trips around the bay, Brings you back the same day
first class pass Started work but as second class School taught one and one is two But right now that answer just ain't true My world is spinning around Everything is lost
're all looking for someone We're all looking for someone Columbus where are you bound? So you think the world is round Sailed off in the blue What did
there anymore Then in our hearts the light broke through A path lost for years is there in view House of four doors You'll be lost now forever House
The rain is on the roof Hurry high butterfly As clouds roll past my head I know why the skys all cry Om, om, heaven, om The earth turns slowly round
And you can fly, high as a kite if you want to, Faster than light if you want to. Speeding through the universe, Thinking is the best way to travel.
ways Two notes of the chord, that's our full scope But to reach the chord is our life's hope And to name the chord is important to some So they give
I'll stay awhile To be, to be What the seeds of her thoughts once mean to me Come see, come see Visions of paradise, cloudless skies I see Rainbows on the hill, blue
Bluebird flying high, tell me what you sing. If you could talk to me, what news would you bring? Of voices in the sky. Nightingale hovering high, harmonize
all looking for someone We're all looking for someone Columbus, where are you bound? So you think the world is round Sailed off in the blue What did
The curtain rises on the scene, With someone chanting to be free. The play unfolds before my eyes, Descends the actor who is me. The sleeping hours take
Be it sight, sound, smell, or touch There's something inside that we need so much The sight of a touch or the scent of a sound Or the strength of an oak