Tim Buckley Pleasant Street (with lyrics)

Pleasant Street lyrics: You don t remember what to say You don t remember what to do You don t remember where to go You don t remember what to choose You wheel, you steal, you feel, you kneel down All the stony people Walking round in Christian licorice clothes I can t hesitate And I can t wait For Pleasant Street The sunshine reminds you of concreted skies You thought you were flying but you opened your eyes And you found yourself falling back to yesterday s lies Hello, Pleasant Stre br, br,