a long time ago
I turned to myself
and said, "you are my daughter"
I saw that the image
I saw there was well,
"so you are my daughter"
well then we've got something to talk about
who told you so?
that gold burns slow
like coal camper's candles
all lost in the snow
lay down you're on
the warmth that I'm weaving
is for you alone
up on the sun
where it never rains or snows
there's an ocean
with a wind that never blows
and if you see it closer
then the finer points will show
not too much more
too much more
Il tuo voto:
down in the valley
there's an animal kingdom
you can't even see it
till the sun goes down
up in the mountains
there's beautiful rings
on fingers that dance
to invisible sound
up in my head
there's an animal kingdom
I am the king
of the animals there
up in the mountains (my head)
I'm a beautiful singer
to birds that dance
on invisible air
Il tuo voto:
the sun is up and beating down
hot enough to melt the ground
a little water would do us good
the clouds'd help us if they could
they'd send showers of pouring rain
get everything wet again
we could go and float around
in our favorite swimming ground
the best place I ever found
wasn't close to any town
was a little swimming ground
everything just floating around
out to lunch and out of town
pretty close to falling down
a little water would do us good
Il tuo voto:
Got no head
It's a bucket with teeth
It likes to dream
It likes to sleep
It knows hot
It knows cool
It know's what's what
It's no fool

Fill up the bucket with whatever you got
Make sure it's something that the bucket likes alot

Fly on a window
looking through
Its tiny bucket
Knows just what to do
It goes over here
It goes over there
It takes its tiny bucket
almost everywhere

Fill up the bucket with whatever you got
Make sure it's something that the bucket likes alot

I'm a buckethead
That's the truth
What I do
sure shines through
And what goes in
gets mixed around
And overflows
And makes this sound

Fill up the bucket with whatever you got
Make sure it's something that the bucket likes alot
Il tuo voto:
around here it's all the same
I said it's all the same
when drops of sunshine
start to turn to rain
I said it's all the same
they don't know what to call it
but they all say it's wrong
well I don't see no greener pastures
this must be where I belong
Il tuo voto:
everybody's got some kind of
belief about creator
some say openly, "I don't know"
some build elevators
to take the chosen few
who can afford the scenic view
to the top of some big tower
looking out on fields of blue
walking clouds on caves of emptiness
that fall around their minds
to flirt openly with vapor
and the trail it leaves behind
fences fly and sidewalks cry
concerning our creator
turning loose the butterfly
that ate the alligator
picking up its open-ended
holographic roots
it moved out to the tower
to look down on me and you
walking caves of empty water
in the boring morning rain
making love to open windows
and the vapor trails refrain
Il tuo voto:
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