Legend Of A Mind lyrics

(Ray Thomas)

Timothy Leary`s dead.
No, no no no, he`s outside, looking in.

Timothy Leary`s dead.
No, no no no, he`s outside, looking in.

He`ll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.

Timothy Leary`s dead.
No, no no no, he`s outside, looking in.

Timothy Leary`s dead.
No, no no no, he`s outside, looking in.

He`ll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
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.
Timothy Leary.

He`ll take you up, he`ll bring you down,
He`ll plant your feet back on the ground.
He flies so high, he swoops so low.
Timothy Leary.

He`ll fly his astral plane,
He`ll take you trips around the bay,
He`ll bring you back the same day.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
Timothy Leary.
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