Green-Tinted Sixties Mind

She just woke up, but she's still tired

Is that the telephone ringing?

The curtains can't hold back the light

That's reaching into her dreams

Down in her heart, if it had fingers, it'd be tearing it apart

You be looking groovy in a sixties movie

Maybe tell the press you died

Little legend, baby, try your very best to hide

A green tinted sixties mind

She keeps some memories locked away

But they are always escapin'

Neglect won't make them fade away

They're reachin' into her dreams

Down in her 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 tinted sixties mind

Hanging out with Janis, 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 tinted sixties mind

You be looking groovy in a sixties movie

Maybe tell the press you died

Little legend, baby, try your very best to hide

A green tinted sixties mind