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There's a kid that keeps saying
Through all of the time
To never stop searching
Deep down inside
If you think you have found it
You've probably lied
Because the sheep are still grazing
On the grass of your mind
In the sunshine they're lazing
No lands left to find
Or so they keep thinking
Cus they've stopped all the fighting
But the dogs are still drinking
Waiting for the biting
When your mind will collapse in a future of dreams
Too hard to follow because life ain't what it seems
And your sheep will be left to be ripped into pieces
And you'll be left all alone to iron out your creases
So you'll look so pretty
When you walk up the stairs
Cus nobody wants you
And nobody cares
You're left all alone
In the depths of your dreams
There's no cure for you
No tablets or creams
So cling on my darling to what you might find
Would hold you so close and treat you so kind
But if that road ever starts to wind
Don't be afraid to admit you were blind
Through all of the time
To never stop searching
Deep down inside
If you think you have found it
You've probably lied
Because the sheep are still grazing
On the grass of your mind
In the sunshine they're lazing
No lands left to find
Or so they keep thinking
Cus they've stopped all the fighting
But the dogs are still drinking
Waiting for the biting
When your mind will collapse in a future of dreams
Too hard to follow because life ain't what it seems
And your sheep will be left to be ripped into pieces
And you'll be left all alone to iron out your creases
So you'll look so pretty
When you walk up the stairs
Cus nobody wants you
And nobody cares
You're left all alone
In the depths of your dreams
There's no cure for you
No tablets or creams
So cling on my darling to what you might find
Would hold you so close and treat you so kind
But if that road ever starts to wind
Don't be afraid to admit you were blind
Pink Grix Floyd Thraves?
Bloody cool.
Bloody cool.
There's a kid that keeps saying
Through all of the time
To never stop searching
Deep down inside
If you think you have found it
You've probably lied
Because the sheep are still grazing
On the grass of your mind
In the sunshine they're lazing
No lands left to find
Or so they keep thinking
Cus they've stopped all the fighting
But the dogs are still drinking
Waiting for the biting
When your mind will collapse in a future of dreams
Too hard to follow because life ain't what it seems
And your sheep will be left to be ripped into pieces
And you'll be left all alone to iron out your creases
So you'll look so pretty
When you walk up the stairs
Cus nobody wants you
And nobody cares
You're left all alone
In the depths of your dreams
There's no cure for you
No tablets or creams
So cling on my darling to what you might find
Would hold you so close and treat you so kind
But if that road ever starts to wind
Don't be afraid to admit you were blind
Through all of the time
To never stop searching
Deep down inside
If you think you have found it
You've probably lied
Because the sheep are still grazing
On the grass of your mind
In the sunshine they're lazing
No lands left to find
Or so they keep thinking
Cus they've stopped all the fighting
But the dogs are still drinking
Waiting for the biting
When your mind will collapse in a future of dreams
Too hard to follow because life ain't what it seems
And your sheep will be left to be ripped into pieces
And you'll be left all alone to iron out your creases
So you'll look so pretty
When you walk up the stairs
Cus nobody wants you
And nobody cares
You're left all alone
In the depths of your dreams
There's no cure for you
No tablets or creams
So cling on my darling to what you might find
Would hold you so close and treat you so kind
But if that road ever starts to wind
Don't be afraid to admit you were blind