Wednesday 31 August 2016

You Comin' In?

Can you see me, make out my form
You can see my body but you can't see me at all
Whispering winds on the out road say that you're on the way
Ya comin' in?

Julie was seventeen, her mind had gone out for tea
She didn't want to spend the time
But she found she couldn't draw the line
She spent nights and nights wondering about an old stoned world
But now she's free and she's comin' in

Can you see me, make out my form
You can see my body but you can't see me at all
And it's a long, long slide down the rainbow bridge
But we can get there by sundown
If you want to go

Red men at the manor
Old wives in the hall
They just aren't communicating
The maids do it all
Often as not I'm sat at home sinking
Drowned out by their glasses chinking
That it's me
One Two Three

Can you see me, make out my form
You can see my body but you can't see me at all
And it's a long, long slide down the rainbow bridge
But we can get there by sundown
If you want to go

Walking with no shoes on
Some say it's a sin
Often as not it's raining
But it's all right you can come in
You'll find what you thought was murky dark mires
Is really a ladder to help you climb higher
You comin' in?

If you come out, give us a shout
Twizzle your eyes a bit, shake it about
Scratchy ink doodles in notebooks at midnight
Are giving me the clue to why your'e so uptight
You coming out?

Can you see me, make out my form
You can see my body but you can't see me at all
And it's a long, long slide down the rainbow bridge
But we can get there by sundown
If you want to go





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