Opium from Indian Summer by Tar & Flowers

When I saw standing there
With her eyes and long flowing hair,
I could have bowed my head and cried:
For she was the world and the world was mine.

Opium has clouded my mind.
And though I don't want to die,
She never treats me unkind.

As I spun her around
She didn't make a sound,
Just a long, hard wheeze.
She couldn't tell me nothing I wouldn't believe.

Opium has clouded my mind.
And though I don't want to die,
She never treats me unkind.

When all my things were sold
And the world turned purple and gold,
I thought, "This is the song heaven must sing,"
As I watched her fingers wear all my rings.

Opium has clouded my mind.
And though I don't want to die,
She never treats me unkind.

And one day she came to me
Saying, "This can no longer be."
I had exhausted all my charms.
I said, "One more night won't do us no harm."

Opium has clouded my mind.
And though I don't want to die,
She never treats me unkind.

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