Lirieke: Portugal. The Man. The Sun.
If you look real high you just might find
Sitting in the stars, glistening, glistening
Waiting for the band to come
Just waiting for that man to come.
Oh, I wonder...
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
If you're talking to the moon,
The moon might sing about the universe
Shouting: "I don't need, I don't need time",
I breathe in time.
Where are we now?
Where are we now?
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
If you're looking for the river just find the mouth,
It's grinding like gnashing teeth foaming out, foaming out,
Mixing up that hell to come.
Just mixing up my hell to come.
And it's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow my soul.
Fixing up to swallow me whole.
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Sitting in the stars, glistening, glistening
Waiting for the band to come
Just waiting for that man to come.
Oh, I wonder...
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
If you're talking to the moon,
The moon might sing about the universe
Shouting: "I don't need, I don't need time",
I breathe in time.
Where are we now?
Where are we now?
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
If you're looking for the river just find the mouth,
It's grinding like gnashing teeth foaming out, foaming out,
Mixing up that hell to come.
Just mixing up my hell to come.
And it's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow me whole.
It's fixing up to swallow my soul.
Fixing up to swallow me whole.
Sleep on down from the sun to climb,
Down to earth and down to things like time,
Because we are all, we are all just lovers,
Born of earth and light like all the others.
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Where, where are we now?
Portugal. The Man
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