Just like the driftwood of a dream Left of the...
Doctor livingston, i presume, Stepping out of the jungle gloom...
Slings and arrows, slings and arrows Slings and arrows, slings...
Be it sight, sound, the smell, the touch. There's something,...
I've been searching for my dream A hunderd times today...
It may be a fire Tomorrow it could be nothing...
Lean on me I'll be there Whenever you need someone...
pre> first man: i think, i think i am, therefore...
Timothy leary's dead. No, no, no, no, he's outside looking...
I'm just a wandering on the face of this earth...