Three Fish Song For A Dead Girl lyrics

And sat on beaches when children play
The mountain sky as long as day
And spied on people's timid dreams
And countless sands and endless green

And crystal bead words in her eyes
How all the dead words made you high
In perfumed plains, a seabird flies
You and I, we'll make great friends

In distant messages I've read
In traveling bands and strangers' beds
A butterfly flies so amused
Like from her hair in crimson hues

And crystal bead words in her eyes
How the dead words made you high
In perfumed plains, the seabird flies
You and I, you and I, we'll make great friends

We'll make great friends

And psychedelic, electric rain
It gently falls through her brain
Young flower nightfall closed her hands
Her tripper ship, it touched the sand

And crystal bead words in her eyes
How the dead words made you high
In perfumed plains, the seabird flies
You and I, you and I

But in the forest and twisted in colors
Tossed in the mirrors in leaping laughter
I need a miracle, I need a miracle
I need a miracle