Look out there
Do you see the Raspberry Fields
It was out there, that I lost my brain
The rain droplets fill my bones in their sockets
There's something so cool about the dance.
I'm in a stance
Where I shine silverware
But the spoons and the forks are just my mind
Oh if I ever decide to settle
Won't you call the kettle black for me?
I'm from there
Do you hear the poem man's song?
I had heard it so many years ago.
A time back when
I had much more thrill to keep
Blowing out my heart's true tune
I saw the end of rainbow
Is the moment you're in right now
The conman will always have his conman plan
Seldom does he ever let you speak
I dream different now
Ever since I asked "how do I speak anymore on my own"?
Wholeness the stream is hole-less
Though smoke comes out my ears and nose
Oh if I ever decide to settle won't you call the kettle for me?
Peter Patrick Ian - Raspberry Fields Lyrics
Peter Patrick Ian - Raspberry Fields Lyrics
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Look out there
Do you see the Raspberry Fields
It was out there, that I lost my brain
The rain droplets fill my bones in their sockets
There's something so cool about the dance.
I'm in a stance
Where I shine silverware
But the spoons and the forks are just my mind
Oh if I ever decide to settle
Won't you call the kettle black for me?
I'm from there
Do you hear the poem man's song?
I had heard it so many years ago.
A time back when
I had much more thrill to keep
Blowing out my heart's true tune
I saw the end of rainbow
Is the moment you're in right now
The conman will always have his conman plan
Seldom does he ever let you speak
I dream different now
Ever since I asked "how do I speak anymore on my own"?
Wholeness the stream is hole-less
Though smoke comes out my ears and nose
Oh if I ever decide to settle won't you call the kettle for me?
Do you see the Raspberry Fields
It was out there, that I lost my brain
The rain droplets fill my bones in their sockets
There's something so cool about the dance.
I'm in a stance
Where I shine silverware
But the spoons and the forks are just my mind
Oh if I ever decide to settle
Won't you call the kettle black for me?
I'm from there
Do you hear the poem man's song?
I had heard it so many years ago.
A time back when
I had much more thrill to keep
Blowing out my heart's true tune
I saw the end of rainbow
Is the moment you're in right now
The conman will always have his conman plan
Seldom does he ever let you speak
I dream different now
Ever since I asked "how do I speak anymore on my own"?
Wholeness the stream is hole-less
Though smoke comes out my ears and nose
Oh if I ever decide to settle won't you call the kettle for me?
Writer: Patrick Jarman
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