Standard (EADGBE)
Sometimes the windmills combine with the suns in a way
That twitches on a picketed place where the spirits lay, hey
One thing leads to another, nights for sleep blue curtains cover
Sequins in the eyes, that's a fine time to dine
Divine hair circling feeding the cards to the midwives
Love those alien days, the nonstop alien days
Oh, the alien days
==PART A'==
Must have scared the ship in joining the team for a ride.
A couple of hours to learn the controls and commandeer both my eyes, hey
Be quick dear, times are uncertain, one month crawling, next year blurring
Decades in the drain, monograms on the brain
Decide what's working and what's moved on to the
last phase. The floodgate alien days, I love those alien days
Oh, the alien days
==PART B==
When the piers are down the ears are traveling in style.
You don't need wings to hover forty ton stones for a mile
And in the summer, virgin fishes, mindless humming, thunders can't decide
If the day's supposed to smile
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(synth line:
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FEF-AGAD ---AFDA- F-G E# --)
==PART A''==
Today I finally found ways it could be any worse.
It's a blessing and it's also a curse
==PART '==
Those days taught me everything I know
How to catch your feeling and when to let it go
How all the skinny soulless creatures campfire dreamers humming in the
hive, if it's right beneath the nose
And when the light is new the skies show strangling cartoons
You don't need smoke to cover most of the world in a gloom but
Here comes Lucy and her servant, watch white feathers, ripping out the
lines, if it looks like we could lose
If it looks like we could lose
If it looks like we could lose
If it looks like we could lose
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