High all the time,
and no one looks to me
like they've come here to see
my eyes that are burnt and blind.
Clear it away
this grease that's on my highs.
The light slips past too easily
And burns into my eyes
The crowed screams "Jump!"
Grade-B movies inside my head.
Waiting for their moment to come,
Don't they know it's already dead?
What could I hide?
I'm the world you walk around.
Just a camera taking photographs
On a film that I can't find….
Originally Performed by: Mad River
Album: Mad River (1968)
Lyrics By: Lawrence Hammond
ALL SONGS MUSIC AND LYRICS COPYRIGHT
BY LAWRENCE HAMMOND
DESERT JEWEL SONGS BMI