, down, down, down, down All the stony people Walking round in Christian licorice clothes Lord, I can't hesitate Lord, no way I can't wait for pleasant street The pleasant street
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 Street
Tradução: Tim Buckley. Pleasant Street.
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 Street
