Elephant Stone [Seven Inch Version]
Kissing the cotton clouds
Arctic sheets and fields of wheat
I can't stop coming down
Your shrunken head
Looking down on me above
Send me home like an elephant stone
To smash my dream of love
Dream until the sun goes down
And night turns into day
Rooms are empty, I've got plenty
We're movin' right away
Seems like there's a hole in my dreams
In my dreams, in my dreams
Down through the heavens
Choke on the cotton clouds
Arctic sheets and fields of wheat
I can't stop coming down
Your shrunken head
Looking down on me above
Send me home like an elephant stone
To smash my dream of love
Did your bed and bookshelf go
And run run run away?
These four walls saw the rise and fall of
The midnight getaway
Seems like there's a hole in my dreams
Or so it seems
Yet nothing means, anything, anymore
Autor(es): Ian Brown / John Squire