Hampstead Incident

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Standing by the Everyman
Digging the rigging on my sails
Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords
To the spell of fairy tale
The heath was hung in magic mists
Enchanted dripping glades
I'll taste the taste until my mind
Drifts from this scene and fades
In the night time

Crystals sparkle in the grass
I polish them with thought
On my lash there in my eye
A star of light is caught
Fortunes told in grains of sand
Here I am is all I know
Candy stuck in children's hair
Everywhere I go
In the night time
In the night time

Gypsy is the clown of love
I paint his face a smile
Anyone we ever make
We always make in style, yeah!

Standing by the Everyman
Digging the rigging on my sail
Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords
To the spell of fairy tale
The heath was hung in magic mists
Enchanted dripping glades
I'll taste the taste until my mind
Drifts from this scene and fades
In the night time
In the night time