Just Passing Lyrics
One and a-two and a-three and a-four and a
This feeling of spring
Like the wing of a bird that is flying
The nights they go cold as my mind does go old
And I'm looked at inspected hated accepted
The wise men they wrangle
Their minds look for angles and meaning
Meaning
But the ceiling is light as I glide
Through the night and I'm leaving
Living being mmm mmm mmm