Well, our dog beats in his own heart
Our dog was from the start
Not much use in the rain
Not much use in the sun
Put it outside and let the paint run
Put it outside and let the paint run
Well, our mean day was not heaven sent
Couldn't stay, couldn't raise the rent
Couldn't stay a little, let us be
Couldn't stay, so we set it free
Hey, supposing, I meet you
We waste some time
Supposing, I let you
You still be in mind, mind, mind, mind
Enter, kisses not able
Not able to turn some tricks
Not able to give me favors
Not even when I'm thick with it
And my heart wasn't a stranger
But it sure made no sense to me
Made no sense to any flavors that came
Sown in so cautiously
Hey, hearts still yearn to
Make a sign
Watching
You send me in mind, mind, mind, mind
Well, our old stairs are all the same
The same weather, the same wood stain
You can beep from the left
You can beep from the right
Put it outside and let them turn wide
Put it outside and let them turn wide
Well, no respect, no leniency
Was not ever so well spooked in me
Was not evil so it hangs okay
This's the world in which we play
This's the world in which we play
Hey, harder, sane, spent, all awake
Their eyes shame me
With their mistakes
Mind, mind, mind
Artist: The Springs
Artist: Xikidi
Artist: Roy Haynes