lassie come home

lonely boygazing on the afternoonpeople drifting cross the surface of the twilight daythere's a little yellow manstanding by the railway stationpainting portraits on the brickwallsof billie hollowaylovely lady smile,dance, my dear,i'm only operating on lassie come homethis was authentic you, she spoke,this was authentic you who blew me coldshe had no chance to realize,it hit her straight between the eyes,so i've been told

in the park, she's giving out some photographson which she's giving out some photos of what she hands aroundthey videoed a ghost tonight,she said before i turned it offit rode an orange paper bikeand left without a soundkeep on riding, sir, open up the doorand shout it outlassie come home, come homethis was authentic you, she spoke,this was authentic you who blew, who blew me coldi had no chance to realize,it hit her straight between the eyes,so i've been told

lonely girldancing in a music halllightning struck her silver starshipand turned it into stoneand now she's falling all the timeinto that void beyond her grey eyessomewhere a telephone is ringingbut nobody's at homehello, junkie sweetheartlisten now, this is your captain callingyour captain is deadkeep on riding, sir, open up the doorand shout it out, shout it out,shout it outshout it outlassie come homewe're falling all the timeall the timelassie come homethis is your captain callinglassie come homejust straight between the eyesfalling all the timelassie come home