Masters Of Reality

Jindalee jindalie
Look up to the morning sky
Jindalee jindalie
Falling like the wind
To an understanding sky
Right into the arms
Of a love from the other side
Sing of all things blue
Sing of all things high
I sing to sin my jindalin ally
In a red chapel's room
Lay the bones of face
That the wind will never touch
Nor a tear ever grace
Now love, it cuts through rock
Like the crying of a dove
Can you hear the sweetness calling
Oh my love
Jindalee jindalie
What do you see in the morning sky
Jindalee jindalie
Sing of all things blue
Sing of all things high
To the kings who weep in the hurricane's eye
Jindalee jindalie
What do you see in the morning sky
Jindalee jindalie
So in love with the time
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind
So in love with the time
(In love with the time)
In love with the place
In love with the wind