Gemini childe de The Mama's & The Papa's

Soft rhythms cover me

oh, the long styles tumbling down.
musical thought without sound.
strong magical lines over the land.
strange mystical lines on her hands.
twin gemini, split in two;
half is for me, half for you.
gemini childe.
Gemini grown,
lost in a world not her own.
my midnight friend, split in two
half is for me, half for you.
gemini childe
gemini childe