Uncle Greg outraging the coolness of surfing

Hey my friend, this is a letter for you
Would you play for me a nasty blues?
Would you play without an audience?
Alone in a room
Would you play for me a nasty blues?

Hey little sunflower, your color last so little
So instead of being worried about who will look at you
Enjoy you short youth, feel the real joy of solitude
The best surf of your life will be alone, without pictures
Try to feel the rain, the sun, the wind in your face
Good memories worth much more than 15 sec videotapes

Sometimes the day is hard, whem a white light blind my eyes
Wish to reach for the secret for wich only few sacrifice
I'm tired of hysteria, coming from society
So i run alway from the world
And let Syd Barret invade my mind
Good bye my darling, good bye cruel world
Its only for a moment, and i will be back soon



Credits
Writer(s): Thiago Roxo
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