There?s a city, draped in net Fisherman net And in the half light, in the half light It looks like every tower Is covered in webs Moving and glistening
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The dawn has come And the wine will run And the song must be sung And the flowers are melting In the sun I fele I want to be up on the roof I feel I
Here comes the sunshine Here comes that son of mine Here comes the everything Here?s a song and a song for him Sweet kisses Three wishes Lovely Bertie
I found a book on how to be invisible Take a pinch of keyhole And fold yourself up You cut along a dotted line You think inside out And you?re invisible
All the banners stop waving And the flags stop flying And the silence comes over Thousands of soldiers Thousands of soldiers Who is that girl? Do I
Watching the painter painting And all the time, the light is changing And he keeps painting That bit there, it was an accident But he?s so pleased It
Could you see the aisles of women? Could you see them screaming and weeping? Could you see the storm rising? Could you see the guy who was driving? Could
: Look at the light, all the time it?s a changing Look at the light, climbing up the aerial Bright, white coming alive jumping off the aerial All the
I remember it was that Wednesday Oh when it rained and it rained They traipsed mud all over the house It took hours and hours to scrub it out All over
Sweet and gentle sensitive man With an obsessive nature and deep fascination For numbers And a complete infatuation with the calculation Of PI Oh he
(Bertie speaking) Mummy? Daddy? The day is full of birds Sounds like there saying words
We?re gonna be laughing about this We?re gonna be dancing around It?s gonna be so good now It?s gonna be so good Oh so exciting, mmh go on and on Every
Could be honeycomb In a sea of honey A sky of honey Whose shadow, long and low Is slipping out of wet clothes? And changes into The most beautiful Iridescent
We went up to the top of the highest hill And stopped Still It was just so beautiful It was just so beautiful It was just so beautiful This is where
The Painter : It?s raining What has become of my painting All the colours are running The chorus : So all the colours run So all the colours run See
Watching the painter painting And all the time, the light is changing And he keeps painting that bit there It was an accident But he?s so pleased It?
I found a book on how to be invisible Take a pinch of keyhole and fold yourself up You cut along the dotted line, you think inside out And you're invisible
