Cosmic Weed

Running all the time and knowing time is running out

And knowing all that time's about

Dreaming all those dreams so evil,

so evil are the dreams we dreamt tonight

But the man in the moon sits tight, and he says"Come, come and try some cosmic weed

And glance a world so strange indeed"Fading little ones not knowing, they soon fade away

The tiny mushrooms houses of yesterday

Dreaming all those dreams so evil,

so evil are the dreams they dreamt tonight

But the man in the moon sits tight, and he says"Come, come and try some cosmic weed

And glance a world so strange indeed"