Old Faces Lyrics

Old faces acquaintances

Re-appearing disguised as is

Blue rivers of smokey rooms climb

Relieving good ghosts of those times



And where were you, where was I?

Sitting, counting the colours by

Giant red rizlas to go we've been

Was it ever to paradise green



But I love you, my own true friend

You, who thought you could rearrange the end

How does it feel to be terribly near?

Verging long voyages onward from here



Old faces acquaintances

I'll live on with you none the less

Giant red rizlas to go we've been

Circling round over paradise green



Yellow and purple and emerald blue

Waiting for someone and hoping for you

Scenery shifting and moving the view

Spiking the sugar lumps right through



But I love you my own true friends

You who waste away in these ends

Wherein your state is adjusting to speed

Spiritual eloquence far beyond need



Old faces acquaintances

All abiding the sliding years

Everyone caught in the washing machine

Circling round over paradise green



Old faces callin' me back

Old faces acquaintances

Memories callin' me back