the sky for a star to guide us If by some chance you find yourself loving me We'll find a cloud to hide us, keep the moon beside us Love is waiting
inna your brain....... Franky boy lie in the grass with me Moon over Woodstock underneath the tree Just blow (just blow) Shockheaded yogi meditate all day Flowerchild chase
so clear silver moon wind moves through my room memories of Saturday (memories of Saturday) slight turn of her head, eyes down when she said, shes goin
clouds for a star to guide us If by some chance you find yourself loving me We'll find a cloud to hide us, we'll keep the moon beside us Love is waiting
time, my father this is my fate to raise my hand against the silver temples that is my fate to set up new order the castle of clouds shakes this is
your brain....... Franky boy lie in the grass with me Moon over Woodstock underneath the tree Just blow (just blow) Shockheaded yogi meditate all day Flowerchild chase
[Chorus:] Into the woods, hear the silver firs' breathing Where the forests end, it's the banquet of bards So, that's the magic - whirling clouds
, i'm all fucked up the moon's just a sliver yea silence is golden but duct tape is silver like the lining of the clouds that conceal the killers.
chuckle rapped our minds like a fist. I'm getting out of here Where're you going? To the other side of the morning Please don't chase the clouds Pagodas
Eat Your Silver Cross, Behind It You Can't Hide Stone Will Become Of You, Withered Shall Be Your Pride Angels I've Chased Away, Now Demons Pull Your Mind
And nervous flashlights scan my dreams Liquid shadows silence their screams I smile at the moon, chasing water from the sky I argue with the clouds,
clouds for a star to guide us If by some chance you find yourself loving me We'll find a cloud to hide us We'll keep the moon beside us Love is waiting
got the time Satellites are chasing the silver clouds away Mercury's are falling, yeah, who forgot to pray Silver trains will whistle, glisten by the moon
just begun, oh yeah Animated romance at the rainbow's end Riding on a mushroom as my soul transcends I can chase the planets, set the moon on fire Snail
So clear silver moon Wind moves through my room Memories of Saturday (memories of Saturday) Slight turn of the head Eyes down when she said She's going
eyes Nervous flashlights scan my dreams Liquid shadows silence their screams I smile at the moon Chasing water from the sky I argue with the clouds Stealing
