Gene Clark   





When the circle finally formed you called me up 

the only one making a sound 

I can't work out what I want to see 

I bury my thoughts in the ground 

All the seeds you sow 

are just looking for a space to grow 

 

So sleep, sleep and lay your white body down 

So sleep, sleep and lay your white body down 

 

No matter what you do it all returns to you 

No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday 

No matter what you do it all returns to you 

No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday 

No matter what you do it all returns to you 

No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday 

 [fades out]