Ainda festejando os 10 anos de Mellow Gold do Mestre:

Blackhole

When we, when we,
Looking for a better home
Got me, got me,
Burning out the light bulb
Cloudy, cloudy
Holding to a waste can
Yellow car, yellow car
Put me inside there

Wake up, wake up
Nothing's gonna harm you
Glass wall, glass wall
Standing on the furniture
Little boy, little boy
Laying in a sleeping bag
Watchin', watchin
Through the cracks of his eyelids

Stranger, stranger
Feedin' on the broken snow
Lost head, lost tread
Staring through the orange juice
Alphabet, alphabet
Can't afford a telephone
Blackhole, blackhole
Nothing's gonna harm you