Young, Neil - Without Rings Lyrics






Someone's hanging out,
We can't forget about.
Things that people do
when they're free.
Like visitors from space,
It's hard to find a place,
To blend in and go unrecognized.

I'm waiting for a sign,
I'm standing on the road,
My mind outstretched to you.
I'm picking something up,
I'm letting something go,
Like a dog I'm fetching
this for you.

Pictures in mind:
Rows of poppy fields,
Harmony entwined,
Changing gears that grind.
Pictures in my mind.

Pictures in my brain:
Electrical energy,
Fighting drugs with pain,
There's a war inside.
Pictures in my brain.

I'm looking for a job,
I don't know what I'm doing,
My software's
not compatible with you.
But this I can't deny,
I know that you can fly,
'Cause I'm here
on the ground without you.

Angel without wings,
Owner without things,
Sharpshooter
without rings around you.
The road we used to ride,
Together side by side
Has flowers pushing
through the dotted line.





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  1. M.... H....

    Angel without wings,
    owner without things,
    sharpshooter without rings, around you.

  2. J.... A....

    He never plays with a pick now does he? Often nails and thumb?

  3. �.... �....

    The greatest artist of all time.

  4. M.... B....

    Thanks for uploading. To think this is one of his hardly-known songs, so simple and yet so beautiful, an authenticity that cannot be faked. I'm so glad someone caught this.

  5. J.... P....

    Love this!

  6. M.... H....

    such an wonder talent emanates from this man .. what an amazing treasure he is i have a ton of his vinyl and i hope to see him live in my lifetime ...

  7. S.... ....

    Amazing. Such a sad and beautiful song.

  8. T.... S....

    Wonderful touching lyrics as always by Neil Young