I´m piled up high the morning light A giant silver screen I´m waiting for my mind to land I´m living in a dream
I´m a wizard I´ve got magic sticks I´m drinking liquid gold The taste of metal in my mouth Infected all my bones The light´s so bright but when I close my eyes It all explodes
I´m piled up high, the morning light A giant silver screen I´m waiting for my mind to land I´m living in a dream
I can´t explain why colors fade And everything´s a fuzz I feel like I´m a winter´s day Another hippie had enough
I´m piled up high the morning light A giant silver screen I´m waiting for my mind to land I´m living in a dream I´m piled up high the morning light And everything´s unreal
The wizard lost his magic sticks The world turned into stone The taste of metal in his mouth And everything explodes
I´m piled up high, the morning light A giant silver screen I´m waiting for my mind to land Cause everything´s unrealTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.