Pigeons Playing Ping Pong
Sir Real
I am lost inside my mind
To the point where there is no time (no time)
Feel the wind that’s rushing by
Guess I’ll have to choose the sky

You pick up when I am falling down
Flashing lights and psychedelic sounds

I am lost inside your eye
In the iris of the sky
See the clouds to racing by
Guess I’ll have to eat the pie

You pick up when I am falling down
Flashing lights and psychedelic sound