Without Rings (LP版) - Neil Young

Someone's hanging out

We can't forget about

Things that people do

When they're free

Like visitors from space

It's hard to find a place

To blend in and go unrecognized

I'm waiting for a sign

I'm standing on the road

With my mind outstretched to you

I'm picking something up

I'm letting something go

Like a dog I'm fetching

This to you

Pictures in mind

Rows of poppy fields

Harmony entwined

Changing gears that grind

Pictures in my mind

Pictures in my brain

Electrical energy

Fighting *** with pain

There's a war inside

Pictures in my brain

I'm looking for a job

I don't know what I'm doing

My software's

Not compatible with you

But this I can't deny

I know that you can fly

'Cause I'm here

On the ground without you

Angel without wings

Owner without things

Sharpshooter

Without rings around you

The road we used to ride

Together side by side

Has flowers pushing

Through the dotted line