Fools

(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)

I'm crying I'm dying

I can see what's wrong with me

It's in my head

I can see what's gonna be

As I lie in my bed

Man is not my brotherhood

I am of the dead

I died as I lived as I loved and was born

On some distant hill

The reasons to hide were the reasons I cried

Fools pass laughing still 

There can be bad blood in all 

I can see It's in my brain 

You don't know the pain I feel

As I must live again 

Rocks and stones can't bruise my soul but

Tears will leave a stain 

They smile to themselves as they lay down my head 

On some distant hill 

The blind and the child sweep a tear from their eye 

Fools smile as they kill 

I got my own way to go and now I want 

To take your minds 

I believe if you could see 

The blood between the lines 

I believe that you could be 

A better kind 

Please lead the way so the unborn can play 

On some greener hill 

Laugh as the flames eat their burning remains 

Fools die laughing still