In gentle pastel shades
Indistinct and somehow blurred
Like childhood escapades
The painting box is rather dear
But the paints themselves are cheap
Leave your pack at the side of the road
I'll show you where to sleep.
Dead brown weeds in a ditch at the side
Of a field of burning corn
The road opens out before you
Like the womb where you were born
There's no need to pretend again
To try and earn your keep
Leave your pack at the side of the road
I'll show you where to sleep.
And crowds will gather in the sun
As stone madonnas weep
And the shepherd is a good man
As he tends his flock of sheep.
In case you find your tortoise shell
Is getting rather tight
You can wrap yourself in your magic cloak
And disappear from sight
And I will stand guard over you
As through the door you creep
Leave your pack at the side of the road
I'll show you where to sleep.
Just paint a picture of the world In gentle pastel shades Indistinct and somehow blurred Like childhood escapades The painting box is rather dear But the paints themselves are cheap Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep. Dead brown weeds in a ditch at the side Of a field of burning corn The road opens out before you Like the womb where you were born There's no need to pretend again To try and earn your keep Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep. And crowds will gather in the sun As stone madonnas weep And the shepherd is a good man As he tends his flock of sheep. In case you find your tortoise shell Is getting rather tight You can wrap yourself in your magic cloak And disappear from sight And I will stand guard over you As through the door you creep Leave your pack at the side of the road I'll show you where to sleep. Explain Request ×
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