Hampstead Incident

Hampstead Incident - Donovan

Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail

Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of

Fairy tales

The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades

I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene

And fades

In the night time

Crystals sparkle in the grass I polish them with thought

On my lash there in my eye a star of light is caught

Fortunes told in grains of sand here I am is all I know

Candy stuck in children's hair everywhere I go

In the night time

Gypsy is the clown of love I paint his face a smile

Anyone we ever make we always make in style

Yeah strange young girls with radar screens and hands as

Quick as hate

I won't just now later on maybe and even then I'll wait

In the night time

Standing by the Everyman digging the rigging on my sail

Rain fell through sounds of harpsichords to the spell of

Fairy tales

The heath was hung in magic mists enchanted dripping glades

I'll taste the tastes until my mind drifts from this scene

And fades

In the night time