Legend of a Mind
     - The Moody Blues

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 glide 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 glide 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'll fly so high he'll swoop 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 firmly on the ground
He'll fly so high he'll swoop so low

Timothy Leary

He'll glide his astral plane
Takes you trips around the bay
Brings you back the same day

Timothy Leary
(Repeat thrice more)




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Last-modified: Tue, 16 Apr 1996 09:16:37 GMT