Struck by the sight of waking dreams
A C#m F#m E
At hand our time's before our eyes
E A G#m F#m
Called out to look beyond what seemed
A C#m F#m E
To hear the woe an angel cry
A D E
In the distance the sun rose
A D E
Near we heard a clock chime
A D E
But the breeze murmured not yet
F#m G#m A F#
(*) E
For there still is just a very little time
E A G#m F#m
Our faces drenched by pouring rain
A C#m F#m E
We laughed as closely we had clung
E A G#m F#m
Our senses keen from lack of pain
A C#m F#m E
Our souls the streams of songs we sung
A D E
Now the shadings around us
A D E
Judged yet not by our sight
A D E
In the light of our questing
F#m G#m A F#m
(*) E D A E
The truth came through more clearly into sight
E A G#m F#m
Around the eyes of disbelief
A C#m F#m E
Intoxicated by their doubt
E A G#m F#m
Moreover offered no relief
A C#m F#m E
Afraid to look for finding out
A D E
Yet some danced and some sang songs
A D E
And some live for today
A D E
And around us the windows
F#m G#m A F#m
(*) E
Of wonder were unshuttered on our way
Writer(s): Gene Clark
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