Get off your high horse, lady
I don't need a ride
Ain't got nothin' on me anymore
Ain't got nothin' to prove
All
Gold and silver and sunshine is rising up
Pour yourself another
The summer sun, it blows my mind
Is falling down on
Here's a song
It reminds me of when we were young
Looking
Hold the line, friend of mine
Sing a song, soldier on
Shine
The nature of reality
Is pure subjective fantasy
Space and time and
I'm all over my heart's desire
I feel cold but I'm
Eyes over the city
Rise up from your soul
Hang over the
Day's turning to night
Pray for the light
Let me come through
Let
I still don't know what I was waiting for
A big