She just woke up but she´s still tired
Is that the telephone ringing
The curtains can´t hold back the light
That´s reaching into her dreams down in her heart
If it had fingers, it´d be tearing you apart
You’ve be looking groovy in a sixties movie
Maybe tell the press you died
Little legend baby
Try your very best to hide
A green tinted sixties mind
She keeps some memories locked away
But they are always escaping
Neglect won´t make them fade away
That’s reaching into her dreams down in her heart
Don´t need fingers to be tearing it apart
Gotta face the day there is no other way
To clear the fog inside your mind
Fill it up with dreams
But all that you can seem to find
A green tinted sixties mind
Hanging out with Janis moving to Atlantis
Could have made it if you tried
What’s the point of force?
It’s easy as a horse to ride
A green tinted sixties mind
You’ve be looking groovy in a sixties movie
Maybe tell the press you died
Little legend baby
Try your very best to hide
A green tinted sixties mind
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