Im piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
Im a wizard Ive got magic sticks
Im drinking liquid gold
The taste of metal in my mouth
Infected all my bones
Im piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
I cant explain why colors fade
And everythings a fuzz
I feel like Im a winters day
Another hippie had enough
Im piled up high the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Im living in a dream
Im piled up high the morning light
And everythings unreal
Im piled up high, the morning light
A giant silver screen
Im waiting for my mind to land
Cause everythings unreal
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
