Oh how the angels cry� when lives go by in a tired blur�
But that wasn't me that year�
I'd wake up in the afternoon� no alarm clock to wake me too soon�
Just� when it's time� it's time� naturally�
When I'd open my eyes� it would be� no surprise�
That I'd be� rested and clear� oh yeah�
This feeling that I held so dear was becoming quite commonplace�
Then I'd give a little giggle and I'd jump out of bed� and join the
Human's race�
Coffee brewing in the pot� hits the bloodstream now that hits the spot�
Caffeine high timed to last all day� then hit the fields where the kitty
Cats do play�
Where the kitty cats do play� and yes the kitty cats do play�
Belly rubbing cats can give you a PHD� in being at peace�
And feeling fancy free� yeah, yeah, yeah�
Oh lord this feels like how it was meant to be�
Such was the groove of the ethereal year� such was the groove of the
Ethereal year�
I was never sick once� and I was never bored...
I was always set up nightly� for that peaceful war�
That feeling that was implantedââ?¬Â¦ that made me search for that ââ?¬Å?so much
More��
Yeah!...
Baptisms come in many forms� some by other's making just after we is
Born�
Some by more magic hands� later on� to clear your windows a bit�
But that's just the starting place� you gotta do the work son!
When moonlight falls upon my skin� that's when the work can be begin�
A drive can me made� a price can be paid� and tracks� they can be
Laid�
To the battleground� Liquid Spider Speed Of Sound� come out to play�
But a man needs to eat� and so I'd take a seat� in my little red
Car�
And I'd deliver newspapers throughout the city� near and far�
And I'd continue the fight�  as I'd drive through the night� doing
Mental exercises all along�
Get home just as the sun came up� for bed�
Such was the groove of the ethereal year�
These lyrics copyright 2013 by Jon Valley