SLO FUZZ
i wish i could say the same of myself, that i'm in perfect harmony
that i do not use the sword of my tongue to lash out
at the enemy
that i do not fear the light
that i do not stray from Love as my guide
that i'm at peace inside
and all the pieces are fine - they dance and sing in unity
a dum dum dum dee daa da deee
I WISH I COULD FLY THROUGH THE SKY AND THE MOON ABOVE ME
I WISH I COULD TALK TO THE GODS AND THE BIRDS ABOVE ME ITS NOT FUN
TO BE SO BLIND.
TO BE SOOO BLIND
i wish i could stay in the present day
not lapsing into vicious sleep
cause it gives my bones a brand shiny new home - one that does not confine me
and i do not fear the Light
and i do not stray from Love as my guide
and i'm at peace inside
and all the pieces are fine. they dance and sing in unity
a dum dum dum dee daaa da deeeee
I WISH I COULD FLY THROUGH THE SKY AND THE MOON ABOVE ME
I WISH I COULD TALK TO THE GODS AND THE BIRDS ABOVE ME ITS NOT
FUN TO BE SOOO BLIND
TO BEEEE SO BLIND
slo fuzz in the morning,
where i can tempt you to be my air.. but it's not enough to be lovely
when i feel other things i can not share.
that i can't.
and then the chorus again.
i wish i could say the same of myself, that i'm in perfect harmony
that i do not use the sword of my tongue to lash out
at the enemy
that i do not fear the light
that i do not stray from Love as my guide
that i'm at peace inside
and all the pieces are fine - they dance and sing in unity
a dum dum dum dee daa da deee
I WISH I COULD FLY THROUGH THE SKY AND THE MOON ABOVE ME
I WISH I COULD TALK TO THE GODS AND THE BIRDS ABOVE ME ITS NOT FUN
TO BE SO BLIND.
TO BE SOOO BLIND
i wish i could stay in the present day
not lapsing into vicious sleep
cause it gives my bones a brand shiny new home - one that does not confine me
and i do not fear the Light
and i do not stray from Love as my guide
and i'm at peace inside
and all the pieces are fine. they dance and sing in unity
a dum dum dum dee daaa da deeeee
I WISH I COULD FLY THROUGH THE SKY AND THE MOON ABOVE ME
I WISH I COULD TALK TO THE GODS AND THE BIRDS ABOVE ME ITS NOT
FUN TO BE SOOO BLIND
TO BEEEE SO BLIND
slo fuzz in the morning,
where i can tempt you to be my air.. but it's not enough to be lovely
when i feel other things i can not share.
that i can't.
and then the chorus again.