Thoughts from a Sick Man's Parlor
There was an old man
He was clever and proud
But he left before i could learn what he was on about
And i've been dreaming
Of being a child again
So i could find that secret place where i could hide again
And it is not a feeling
That i care to understand
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
I met a young boy
With his head in the leaves
And i cant be sure
But i dont think he knows what he believes
And san francisco, sparkles in the setting sun
While we wait for someone else to make our world for us
And i am not a dreamer i am only half awake
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
Another year gone by
And what can you say
Does the room look any brighter than it did yesterday
Say were living
We don't really know
this life's just one big act
I want outta the show
Maybe i am crazy but if so then what are you
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
He was clever and proud
But he left before i could learn what he was on about
And i've been dreaming
Of being a child again
So i could find that secret place where i could hide again
And it is not a feeling
That i care to understand
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
I met a young boy
With his head in the leaves
And i cant be sure
But i dont think he knows what he believes
And san francisco, sparkles in the setting sun
While we wait for someone else to make our world for us
And i am not a dreamer i am only half awake
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
Another year gone by
And what can you say
Does the room look any brighter than it did yesterday
Say were living
We don't really know
this life's just one big act
I want outta the show
Maybe i am crazy but if so then what are you
These are thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Wastin away in the sun
Thoughts from a sick man's parlor
Don't ever tell no one
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Writer(s): Gus Greene
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