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Jimi Hendrix - Crystal Ball lyrics
As I looked into my crystal ball...
 There was formed a tragedy.
 Oh but there's nothing to worry about...
 It was just a flash from my memory.
 Well it seems that the holiday wheel...,
 You know, the one that was between earth
 And the moon...well any way, there was
 2,000,000 killed...bodies floating in the
 Afternoon...
 Explosions, 1,000 or more, announcing
 Tidal waves and hurricanes...
 And down on earth we lost 3 continents.
 Their fiery soul snuffed out by
 Nature's ice and rains...
 And pieces of my life...floating,
 Still soaring through space...
 But my sons and their wives
 Landed on mars to start another race...
 As I gazed upon my crystal ball,
 There formed a cloud of jealousy.
 But there's nothing to feel sad about...
 By this time, it's due for only history.
 Well, it seems that the chambers of the
 Gods were being emptied for good.
 Why would such heavenly beings want
 To desert earth ? 
 But as I watched I understood.
 As the clouds turned to a jealous
 Green, which was concieved in the heart
 Of man...the people didn't respect
 The help of the gods. instead they turned against
 Immortal man. as they tried to defy, they
 Died, into the wicked pits of hell.
 Diana wept a tear after we made love
 And said: ?my earthly darling, I must bid
 You farewell...the fate of your mud brothers ...
 As pieces of my life...floating,
 Still soaring in space...
 She could have been my wife
 But her time, I didn't dare wish
 To waste.
 As I stared into my crystal ball,
 There was formed a tearing of hearts.
 Ego armies marched antly onto view
 Only to be blown apart.
 As the sun whispered it's secret
 Through space...to men thinking the false pride
 Opposite...telling them that it was
 Such a disgrace to think that men were
 The ruler of it. well you knowJimi Hendrix - Crystal Ball - http://motolyrics.com/jimi-hendrix/crystal-ball-lyrics.html
 How the story goes...the sun they thought
Was their circling slave...
 Round and round and round the
 Table she goes. some carried
 The thought right to their grave...
 And I smell the scorch of the
 Burnt out minds...who searched
 For the hurting truth of space. and the
 Dizziness they felt inside...
 Reflected off the spinning
 Slave pebble earth...
 As fragments of my life...
 Some floating, some soaring in space
 Collections of my soul
 Will turn complete only as time will age.
 As my tears drop on my crystal ball,
 Magnifies the reflections of christ.
 As I blink, his angels take him away.
 What he said, man tries to self
 ?help from god. as reward, he
 Wipes our blood from his eyes...
 And the cross that he would
 Use for his throne represents
 Not life but death. is this the way
 All heroes go ? ...carrying the first necklace
 Of death...
 His preaching the belief
 Of eternal happiness to rest.
 Or were his angels just ufos
 Vapor trails lead from
 Another light year land...
 Or was it really tomorrow's
 Awakening day dream...blemished
 By the smudgy finger prints of man...
 And slivers of my life...floating,
 Still soaring in space...
 And spirits of bee hives
 Even they find a resting place.
 As I wander through my crystal ball,
 I suddenly ride upon the waves of sound.
 I see platforms of launching
 Pads even before the first blade of
 Grass turned brown.
 And I taste their tunnels through
 The sky...as the axis turns in it's womb.
 Frozen flowers and animals try to
 Hold positions they had before
 Their morning bloomed...
 And I follow the last rocket up
 To the libraries of the moon's meadows.








