Lsd

Pardon me I'm afraid i have lost my mind My ability to think Better call the shrink... Look there By the girl in despair Or the lost one Asleep in the chair Search through the dreaded locks of hair This is not fair Where could i be? Look in the paintings for me I cannot see I think i lost it in the beat Flattened, Under all the pounding dancing feet. It could be in the voice of the one whose lying Or in the eyes of the one whose crying Or in the soul of one the one whose dying... I have lost all hope Maybe its in the smell of the dope I think im starting to choke No, its just a rope What a sick twisted joke Its in the words you spoke Lost, its free In a land of green Where it returns to nothing Something its always been