So I sit here waiting for God and a train to the Astral plane.
Crayon Angel songs are slightly out of tune
But I'm sure I'm not to blame.
Nothing's happened but I think it will soon,
So I sit here waiting for God and a train,
To the Astral plane.
Magic rings I made have turned my finger green.
And my mystic roses died.
Guess reality is not as it seems,
So I sit here hopin' for truth and a ride,
To the other side.
Phony prophets stole the only light I knew,
And the darkness softly screamed.
Holy visions disappeared from my view,
But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams,
I wonder what it means.
Judee Sill - Crayon Angels
But I'm sure I'm not to blame.
Nothing's happened but I think it will soon,
So I sit here waiting for God and a train,
To the Astral plane.
Magic rings I made have turned my finger green.
And my mystic roses died.
Guess reality is not as it seems,
So I sit here hopin' for truth and a ride,
To the other side.
Phony prophets stole the only light I knew,
And the darkness softly screamed.
Holy visions disappeared from my view,
But the angels come back and laugh in my dreams,
I wonder what it means.
Judee Sill - Crayon Angels
Kommentarer
Postat av: Charlott
Fina du! Kan du ses på torsdag?
Puss!
Postat av: Klara
Charlott: Jag drar till Berlin imorgon, och kommer hem på tisdag nästa vecka, hade såklart varit jättetrevligt att ses men nu funkar det ju inte. Nästa vecka?
Puss!
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