Showing posts with label Perception. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Perception. Show all posts
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Mamas and the Papas: Safe in My Garden
Safe in my garden, an ancient flower blooms
And the scent from its nature, slowly squares my room
And its perfume being such that it's causing me to swoon
And the scent from its nature, slowly squares my room
And its perfume being such that it's causing me to swoon
Safe in my garden, an ancient flower blooms
(Could it be we were hot wired, late one night we're very tired)
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it)
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(With a bottle in each hand, too late to try to understand)
(We don't care where it lands we just throw it)
(Could it be we were hot wired, late one night we're very tired)
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it)
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(With a bottle in each hand, too late to try to understand)
(We don't care where it lands we just throw it)
Somebody take us away, somebody take us away
Safe in my garden, an ancient flower blooms
(Could it be we were hot wired, late one night we're very tired)
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it)
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(With a bottle in each hand, too late to try to understand)
(We don't care where it lands we just throw it)
(Could it be we were hot wired, late one night we're very tired)
(They stole our minds and thought we'd never know it)
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(With a bottle in each hand, too late to try to understand)
(We don't care where it lands we just throw it)
And its perfume being such that it's causing me to swoon
(Somebody take us away)
(Somebody take us away)
When you go out in the street
So many hassles with the heat
No one there can fill your desire
Cops out with the megaphones
Telling people stay inside their home
Man, can't they see the world's on fire
So many hassles with the heat
No one there can fill your desire
Cops out with the megaphones
Telling people stay inside their home
Man, can't they see the world's on fire
Somebody take us away, take us away
Safe in our garden, an ancient flower blooms
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(Cops out with the megaphones)
(Tellin' people stay inside their homes)
(Man, the world's on fire)
And the scent from its nature slowly squares my room
(Cops out with the megaphones)
(Tellin' people stay inside their homes)
(Man, the world's on fire)
Take us away, take us away
Labels:
1968,
2013,
Consciousness,
Emotion,
Hope,
Hopelessness,
Music,
Perception,
War
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