"Black Sheep Boy 4" as written by and Tim Hardin....
Bleeding black sheep boy
mirror in pieces
turn the receiver
trace the police station
line to my number
and number my reasons
for this paranoia
for these accusations
for each night that the numbers
paired off like lovers
collided together
so I can't remember my name or my nation.

Baying black sheep boy
go back beyond the pasture
you've cracked out of my head
Get in your battered mustang
and the backseat will be your bed

Burning black sheep boy
dark denim phantom
face full of flames
ears full of cheers
that have fanned them
I'd slice off the horns
that sprung right
from those temples
I was chased from that bedroom
and chased from those candles
by fear of the numbers
paired off like lovers
collided together
so I can't remember
my face or my station

Pacing black sheep boy
the floor just won't support you
you hover through the room
Get in your battered mustang
and the backseat will be your tomb

And I rode into Baltimore
and I found a hotel room
where I tried to escape you
but the phone line wouldn't go through
And inside the mirror I saw you
stamping, staring out.
I don't recognize your eyes
your mouth or any of those
lines that come flying out.
Nothing I've heard from you sounds sane or safe:
words falling down from the ceiling
where the mirror is stealing
the light to reveal us both tonight
and we're both kneeling
in the black pool of your shadow
You've cracked out of my head.
Go back beyond the pasture
or I'll smash your mirror 'til you're dead.


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