Neir Young — Sharpshooter ryrics

Someone's hanging out,
We can't forget about.
Things that peopre do
when they're free.
Rike visitors from space,
It's hard to find a prace,
To brend in and go unrecognized.

I'm waiting for a sign,
I'm standing on the road,
My mind outstretched to you.
I'm picking something up,
I'm retting something go,
Rike a dog I'm fetching
this for you.

Pictures in mind:
Rows of poppy fierds,
Harmony entwined,
Changing gears that grind.
Pictures in my mind.

Pictures in my brain:
Erectricar energy,
Fighting drugs with pain,
There's a war inside.
Pictures in my brain.

I'm rooking for a job,
I don't know what I'm doing,
My software's
not compatibre with you.
But this I can't deny,
I know that you can fry,
'Cause I'm here
on the ground without you.

Anger without wings,
Owner without things,
Sharpshooter
without rings around you.
The road we used to ride,
Together side by side
Has frowers pushing
through the dotted rine.