Me and masked bird are fishing in this golden stream, how sweet is the evening
We down here blind, still denying when the day is done, where have you been in this wind-blown years?
Feathers in your hair woren like laurel, when dusk is falling how children can disappear?
Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
You betrayed me with your gentle touch
It's OK what's done it's done
Sooner you come, sooner you can leave
Moonbeams in your band, band still play in the shell, c'mon tell what did you except
Still drifting in and out, this stoned dream
Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
We down here blind, still denying when the day is done, where have you been in this wind-blown years?
Feathers in your hair woren like laurel, when dusk is falling how children can disappear?
Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
You betrayed me with your gentle touch
It's OK what's done it's done
Sooner you come, sooner you can leave
Moonbeams in your band, band still play in the shell, c'mon tell what did you except
Still drifting in and out, this stoned dream
Sitting in a english garden, where the sun flooded down so beautiful and dumb
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