|Lyrics:||Chris Dreja / Jim McCarty / Jeff Beck / Keith Relf / Paul Samwell-Smith)|
Looking at the world
For the very first time.
Never seen it all before,
Hope it's not all
On Monday morning all alone,
I woke within my house of stone.
forth unto the day,
These things I saw upon my way.
Trees and flowers were wrapped
With people's castoffs on the ground.
Roads and noise of glass and steel,
people snared within the wheel.
Tuesday looked into the sky,
Where birds in peace
were left to fly.
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed,
I watched the world as people
Friday's sadness began to creep,
Upon me like the deepest sleep.
seemed that only I could see,
Just what my world would finally be.
On Sunday back
inside my room,
I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon.
I let my mind find its own
Farewell to future days