Sir Real

Pigeons Playing Ping Pong

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I am lost inside my mind (mind, mind, mind)
To the point where there is no time (time, time, time)
Beam of light is flashing by (by, by, by)
I guess I'll have to choose the sky (sky, sky, sky)
You pick me up when I have fallen down
Flashing lights and psychedelic sound

I am lost inside your eye (eye, eye, eye)
Through the iris of disguise ('guise, 'guise, 'guise)
Seamless sound is crashing by (by, by, by)
I guess I'll have to choose the sky (sky, sky, sky)
You pick me up when I have fallen down
Flashing lights and psychedelic sound

To the point where there is no time
Through the iris of disguise
See the shadows of the sky
Meet the mountains of your mind