Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey man with clouded eyes
You look high
You look inside
[Verse 2]
Mad with being yourself
Isn't it a game
Of leisure
[Verse 3]
Time will be noted
By slipping away
[Verse 4]
Dead afternoon
Dead afternoon
[Verse 5]
All your toys
Have turned into flowers
Growing, then dying
[Verse 6]
Sorry but they're all gone
Once were a song
It's sung no more
[Verse 7]
Leave your ways
Packed in a trunk
You never get drunk
I've been sent to you
[Verse 8]
Dead afternoon
Dead afternoon
Written by: Erik Heller
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