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Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me,
Anything.

Well I, I just came back today
I just came back from the storm.
Yeah!
I said: “I just came back, baby
I just came back from the storm.
Yeah, from the storm.
Well, I didn’t know it then,
But I was sufferin’, sufferin’
For my love to keep me warm.

The morning is dead and the day is too
There’s nothing left here to lead me, but the velvet moon
All my loneliness I have felt today
It’s a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, alone

Now the smiling portrait of you
is still hanging on my frowning wall
It really doesn’t, it really doesn’t bother me too much at all
It’s just the eh ever falling dust that makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten earring laying on the floor
Facing coldly towards the door
And I continue to burn the Midnight Lamp, all alone
Burn!

She’s just a nigh bird flyin’ throught the night
Fly on
She’s just a night bird making a midnight, midnight flight
Sail on, sail on
Well, she’s flyin’ down to me
But, ’til tomorrow got to set her free
Set her free

So all we got, baby, is one precious night
All we got is one precious night
Throw your blues and shoes and things
And lay it down under the bed
Just wrap me up in your beautiful wings,
Better hear what I say, yeah
Oh, carry me home
Please take me through your dreams
Inside your world I want to be

Until tomorrow no tears will be shed
Hold on ’til the sun gets out of bed
Hold on, hold on, baby
Fly on

There goes Ezy,
Ezy Ryder
Ridin down the highway of desire
He says the free wind
takes him higher
Tryin to find his heaven above
but he’s dyin to be loved

He’s tellin me livin
is so magic
Something is forever
so he claims
He’s talkin’ bout lyin’
it’s so tragic baby
But don’t you worry bout today
we got freedom comin’ our way

How long
do you
think he is gonna last
carryin’ out on a gas

See all the others say
‘do what you please’
Gotta get the brothers together
and the right to be free
In a cloud of angel dust
I think I see me a freak
Hey motorcycle mama
you gonna marry me?