Thursday 26 November 2009

Daye 63 / The Red Telephone

sitting on a hillside
watching all the people die
i'll feel much better on the other side
i'll thumb a ride
i believe in magic
why? because it is so quick
i don't need power when I'm hypnotized
look in my eyes
what are you seeing
how do you feel?
i feel real phony when my name is phil or was that bill?
life goes on here day after day
i don't know if I am living or if i'm supposed to be
sometimes my life is so eerie
and if you think I'm happy paint me white/yellow
i've been here once
i've been here twice
i don't know if the third's the fourth or if
the fifth's to fix
sometimes I deal with numbers
and if you wanna count me
count me out
i don't need the times of the day
anytime with me's okay
i just don't want you using up my time
'cause that's not right
ahh....
they're locking them up today
they're throwing away the key
i wonder who it'll be tomorrow
you or me?
we're all normal
and we want our freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
freedom
all of god's children gotta have their freedom
~Arthur Lee

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