Текст (слова) песни: Moody Blues - Legend Of A Mind
Timothy Leary`s dead. No, no no no, he`s outside, looking in.
He`ll fly his astral plane, Take you trips around the bay, Brings you back the same day, Timothy Leary.
Along the coast you`ll hear them boast, About a light they say that shines so clear. So raise your glass we`ll drink a toast, To the little man who sells you thrills along the pier.
He`ll take you up, he`ll bring you down, He`ll plant your feet back firmly on the ground. He flies so high, he swoops so low, He knows exactly which way he`s gonna go. Timothy Leary.
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