They say that your demons can't go there
So I got me some Horses to ride on, to ride on
As long as your army keeps perfectly still
And maybe I'll find me a sailor, a tailor
And maybe together we'll make mother well
So I got me some Horses to ride on, to ride on
As long as your army keeps perfectly still
You showed me the meadow
And Milkwood, and Silkwood
And you would if I would but you never would
So I chased down your posies, your pansies in my hosies
Then open my hands and
They were empty then
Off with Superfly sniffing a Sharpie pen
Honey it's Bill and Ben
Off with Superfly counting your bees oh me
Honey like one two three
The camera is rolling
It's easy like one two three
And if there is a way to find you, I will find you
But will you find me if Neil makes me a tree
An afro, a pharaoh
I can't go, you said so
And threads that are golden
Don't break easily
