Cloud Cult Follow

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
I'm not sleepy, and there ain't no place that I'm going to.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me
in the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.

Take me for a trip on your magic swirling ship.
All my senses have been stripped,
and my hands too numb to grip
waiting only for my boot heels to be wandering.

I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for it to fade,
into my own parade
Cast your dancing smile my way.
I'll promise I'll go under it.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
I'm not sleepy, and I really want to know where you went to.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.

Take me disappearing down the ring holes of my mind,
through the foggy winds of time,
down past the frightened trees,
and the lifeless frozen leaves,
way down to the windy beach,
far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.

I want to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
surrounded by the sea,
with all the memory and wait,
cast deep beneath the waves.
Please let me forget about today, until tomorrow.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me.