the flowers or should i say the crewmen's heads all stood in bloom almost in a praying pose to embrace the gloom
as we rode cross the beach i thought i could feel strange plants feelers reaching out of for me
touched by the grace this mind bending majesty fading away logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay the plants gave us amnesty screw our trip we are tripping into the day
a beautiful place jellyfish could roam the air and mister goldsteen himself came to greet us in his lair
on an ocean of green sturdy boats rode along reaching out for a surreal scene the old crew was waiting and we knew for sure we found treasure indeed
touched by the grace this mind bending majesty fading away logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay the plants gave us amnesty screw our trip we are tripping into the day
touched by the grace standing right next to me
an unknown face wild looks indeed
kind of familiar kind of a mirrored me
they've come to prey on us while we're wasting away
touched by the grace this mind bending majesty fading away logic's supposed to leavewe're here to stay the plants gave us amnesty screw our trip we are tripping into the dayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
