Hamstead Incident Songtext
von Donovan

Standing by the Everyman
Digging the rigging on my sail
Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords
To the spell of fairy tale

The heath was hung in magic mists
Enchanted dripping glades
I′ll taste the tastes until my mind
Drips from this scene and fades
In the night time

Crystals sparkle within the grass
I polish them with thought
On my lash, there in my eye
A star of light is caught

Fortunes told in grains of sand
Here I am is all I know
Candy stuck in children's hair
Everywhere I go
In the night time
In the night time


Gypsy is the clown of love
I paint his face a smile
Anyone we ever make
We always make in style, yeah!

Yeah, strange young girls
With radar screenings, yeah
And hands as quick as hate

I won′t just now
Later on maybe and even then I'll wait
In the night time
In the night time

Standing by the Everyman
Digging the rigging on my sail
Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords
To the spell of fairy tale

The heath was hung in magic mists
Enchanted dripping glades
I'll taste the tastes until my mind
Drifts from this scene and fades
In the night time
In the night time