Avant Blah!

Avant Blah!
Astral Cloud Ashes

Let me paint the perfect scene
So much better than the stage or screen
As I lay my head,
In John and Yoko's bed.
It was right out of the movies
It was out of this world,
The silhouette staircase,
And the backdrop of furniture barricades,
That lined the streets.
We've got a minute,
Is there anything in it,
Is there anything here at all.
So take me straight to it,
We've got a minute,
Take me to the end of the line,

In time, I'll question the reasons, I care for myself.
I can do what's good for me,
In time, I'll question the reasons, I care for myself.
I can do what's good for me,
In time, I'll question the standards I ask of myself.

Back to my Bohemian pad,
I feel like calling Yoko's Dad,
And asking if he knows,
The quantities of smoke clouds ... that blow.

I know in time,
I'll re-assess the standards,
I ask of myself,
Perhaps I'll address them,
And perhaps in time,
I'll question the reasons,
I question myself,
I'm all for the questioning,
In time I'll question the reasons,
I care for myself,
I'm careful of everything,
In time I'll question the standards,
I ask of myself,
And all that feels natural to be,
And believe,
I'm not searching reasons,
I care for myself
I care for the questioning.