Reflecting on what's been Though past will be future When again yesterday to be made
For me hazy times fume all around Burning grass in a field of endless supplies Tall people casting shadows on the short Little people running circles round the wide
Lazy times waste it well What better to do with my mind ! Crazy times no rhythm too hard Deep corners and people with my time
Chorus :
Overground in joy in clouds sunlit Snow untouched make pure silhouette Catches steam grass and dew Rays not harm the upward gaze
Hosts bring out a game of openfields on the box Watch the guests who bring the heat of outside Flags of faith for boundaries to fight The young so wise before their time My time your time all time My time yout time all time
Repeat chorus
Rhythm to your right rhythm the other side Expression outside and poetry inside Pleasure to your touch Taste of heaven on your mind And colours before your very eyes
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