Tim Buckley

You dont remember what to say
You dont remember what to do
You dont remember where to go
You dont remember what to choose
You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down
All the stony people
Walking round in christian licorice clothes
I cant hesitate
And I cant wait
For pleasant street
The sunshine reminds you of concreted skies
You thought you were flying but you opened your eyes
And you found yourself falling back to yesterdays lies
Hello, pleasant street, you know shes back again
You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down
All the stony people
Walking round in christian licorice clothes
I cant hesitate