Pull up the sleeve
Collect the change and make it out of
Bring back everything you need
You never move
Just stand around and count the pairs of
cherries falling from the trees
And a loney rain
I know it seems a lot like Heaven
Oh child, don't stop here
This is only the way
Two tear-soaked eyes
and years of aching
cut the rope and drift away
You must believe
Oh make the curtain fall together
Down the alley in the breeze
But don't look confused
Those birds are only pleased with feathers
Turn your back and get your blue, it's true
Now I know their names
They talk to me
That pain is losing
In someone else's game
She's an ocean away
Relaxing in new English gardens
Pushing up the daisy chain