You whisper by with your mind in your eye Seeing nothing that's there But the bones of the bare dying thoughts That would stare in your eyes I know nice men who have nothing to say Except "What a nice day, May I say that today's a nice day Cos I've nothing to say." But the peace of mind is peace of mind And eye, a gift to all But the things I see I see with mind And don't observe with eyes Erudite eyes always bore me to cry And the raining that flows Is the pure salty drain DM On the peace which I hold in my mind But the peace of mind is peace of mind And I a gift to all But the things I see I see with mind And don't observe with eyes (psychedelic jam/solo -ending)