Tell me about it. That song was long enough when you were sober, especially when they played that epilogue or soliloquy or whatever you call that little poem at the end. But when you were stoned, the song seemed to go on for hours. The ending kind of freaked me out but, man, it was cool.
Time to freak out:
Breathe deep the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bed sitter people look back and lament
Another days useless energy spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is gray and yellow white
But we decide which is right
And which is an illusion