Tomorrow i feel fine its yesterday that took my breath away
flyin off the handle, finally sweeping down the avenue
God's up in his heaven and the devils on bonnie brae
but there seems to be no room for us...
So choose your poison its up to you, i recommend you think about it
looong and haaard
cuz the woods can get ..?.. inside, dark and tangled and petrified
and you wander through the endless night and never see the light of day
Lets turn the record over, your lifes a pleasant valley
moonlight drives, a garden in the sun
your shadow stays behind me, graceful as a dancer in a ballet...