Green-Tinted Sixties Mind

She just woke up, but she's still tired

Is that the telephone ringing?

The curtains can't hold back

That's reaching into her dreams

Down in her lawn

If it hurt fingers, it'd be tearing it apart

You've been looking groovy

In a '60s movie

Maybe 'til the press you died

A little legend, maybe

Try your very best to hide

A grink in a six-seas mind

She keeps her memories locked away

But they're always escaping

Neglect won't make them fade away

They're reaching into our dreams

Down in our heart

Don't need fingers to be tearing it apart

Gotta face the day

There is no other way to clear the fog inside your mind

Fill it up with dreams

But all that you can seem to find

A green 'til the sixties smile

Hanging out with Janice

Moving to Atlantis

Could've made it if you tried

What's the point of force?

It's easy as a horse to ride

A green 'til the sixties smile

You've been looking groovy

In a 60's movie, maybe till the breaths you die

Little legend baby, try your very best to hide

A grain till it's 60's mind