Clouds are marching along, singing a song, just like they do. If the clouds were singing a song, I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what
Our daydream spills from my gold head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks
Clouds are marchin' along Singin' a song, just like they do If the clouds were singin' a song I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew What
Lying there With a halo in her hair she cried There are feathers everywhere But it's fine You do this all the time Crying now Through a rusted smile
You remind me of a former love that I once knew And you carry a little speech with you We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street
Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summer's lasted longer than Well longer than we do When nothing really mattered Except for me to be with
were the branches of a Christmas tree preached the devil in the belfry. He checked in to learn his clothes had been thieved at the train station. Rope hung his other branch and at
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Yeah we're feeling so good Pickin? up things we shouldn?t read It looks like
Innocence. Sunk the glow and drowned in covers, send for all your absent lovers things. Sheepish Wolves. Looking lived in eating buttons, Wink, just
she didn't ever hold me Spun the stars on her fingernails But it never made her happy Cause she couldn't ever have me She said she won the world at a
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks
Oh, little did she know Couldn't let me go Already a part of her So, often do I need People in between That just can't get a hold of it So we'll just
I wont cut my beard and I wont change my hair. It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere. If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse
When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night When the sun found the moon She was drinking
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Little deaths in musical beds. So it seems I?m someone I?ve never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes
't you go down Sugarcane in the easy mornin' Weathervanes my one and lonely The ink is running toward the page It's chasin' off the days Look back at
Oh, how it's been so long, We're so sorry we've been gone, We were busy writing songs for you. Oh, how it's been so long, We're so sorry we've been
Back to the streets where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Well, now we're feeling so good Pickin? up things we shouldn?t read It looks