The Pretty Things
the journey
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City it leaves without traces
Blind sparrow's carry me.
Resting my head on a rainbow
High in a tree.
Laughing at me.
Crying at me.
Seeing through me.
In mirrors of tears I'm reflected
White naked figures twist the key.
Turning my thoughts into shadows.
Playing on the walls of me.
Laughing at me.
Crying at me.
Seeing through me.
- Album:
- The Sweet Pretty Things (Are In Bed Now, Of Course)
- Philippe Debarge
- Balboa Island
- Miscellaneous
- Savage Eye
- Freeway Madness
- Live at Rockpalast (1998, 2004 & 2007) [Deluxe Version]
- Silk Torpedo
- Parachute
- The Psychedelic Years 1966-1970
- The BBC Sessions
- Parachute (Re-Issue)
- Bouquets from a Cloudy Sky
- Live at the BBC
- Balboa Island (Deluxe Version)
- The Pretty Things
- The Psychedelic Years 1966-1969
- More Electric Banana
- Electric Banana
- Emotions