Testo di L.T.F.D

I don’t want to do anything Least of all with me Wait and see if the morning brings Less passivity All I can hear is the tick of the clock Until I can fall back asleep I want a long, tall, fantastic dream I don’t want to feel anything Least of all ennui If I just had a song to sing Well that’s almost all I need Staring the hours down With a gluttonous disdain I need a long, tall, fantastic dream I don’t want to know anything Keep my senses in chains We’ll just see what the weather brings And hope that it rains To water the dirt into mud And the mud into being My long, tall, fantastic dream