Small Faces
grow your own
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One and a-two and a-three and a-four and a
This feeling of spring
Like the wing of a bird that is flying
The nights they go cold as my mind does go old
And I'm looked at, inspected, hated, accepted
The wise men they wrangle
Their minds look for angles and meaning
(Meaning)
But the ceiling is light as I glide
Through the night and I'm leaving
Living, being, mmm, mmm, mmm
- Album:
- The Decca Years 1965-1967
- The Decca Years
- Miscellaneous
- There Are But Four Small Faces
- The Immediate Years CD 1
- All or Nothing (Remastered)
- The Immediate Years (Disc Two)
- The Anthology 1965-1967
- From the Beginning (Remastered)
- The Decca Anthology (1965-1967)
- The Best Of
- The Very Best Of CD1
- Mojo: Small Faces & Friends
- The Legendary Majik Mijits
- The Very Best of the Small Faces, Vol. 1
- Small Faces
- Small Faces (Deluxe Edition)
- From the Beginning
- From the Beginning (Deluxe Edition)
- Ogdens’ Nut Gone Flake