Roy Harper - 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