The Journey
by The Pretty Things
From the album: S.F. Sorrow
Duration: 02:46
Lyrics for The Journey
City it leaves without traces Blind sparrow's carry me. Resting my head on a rainbow High in a tree. Laughing at me. Crying at me. Seeing through me. In mirrors of tears I'm reflected White naked figures twist the key. Turning my thoughts into shadows. Playing on the walls of me. Laughing at me. Crying at me. Seeing through me.