Daisyhead

Looks like you've given it all away It fell to pieces one month of may Falling right out of crystal skies To a strangely scenic bad place to lie And if I stand on you. I can see the sea. Take it from me. That it's raining on you. Now there are daisies growing in your head The only flowers to have found a bed Where only stones you'd expect to find Inside that scenic but dated mind Take it from me. That it's raining on you. Tell me baby did you dream such impossible dreams Tell the world now why you're better off covered in green You can't get up. You won't come back again. It's just poor you. (Seeing things) Great friens now. Sincerity on the line. So save me, put your divinity on the line. Take it from me. That it's raining on you. Tell me baby how the world fell apart at its seams Tell the world now why you're better off covered in green You won't get up you can't come back again It's a picturesque but lonely little place where you're lying now It's past the time for you, you can't hear the crying now But what the hell's new except the daisies that grow in you In your daisy head Goes around, round, round, no don't get up Stuck half way to eternity and a buttercup You might come back and haunt me Might give the word Before the line from here to gone gets blurred.