bat you'll fly

abby listen to the click of the

fluorescence i found in sweet sad mouth

weather was the indian way

i bet you never have drove. i'll follow. a swallow. (am i late instead

when you wake up late. found your velcro shoes

it's a holiday. and run on to the village

i'll follow. 'cause happiness ain't bein' a swallow.)

i'm tired

faint

on the old

beware

it's there

she's here

smile

you'll find reasons

to power all the seasons. power hope infuses the blood

the child dies. (don't you worry

i'm your brother

finch rise early

but you'll recover. i said

i said

i said

i said

ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma)

look who's got a beautiful place

on the avenue saigon. usually we have socks

and my compass to outdoor. like a mate-uh

it's winter. (on a summer day

there's a village way. and the leaves are golden

and the trees are colder. and crouch under a bush like a mate-uh

'cause happiness ain't lovin' it's winter.)

no more

bye. thrown back out. your plan on your hands

must carve into shape

streets are powered with people lovin'

words are destined to break down and bats will fly. (and if there's trouble

i'm your brother

you'll talk subtle

but that's a cover. i said

i said

i said

i said

ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma)

lame

lame

the doctor only picks what he wants

sage

so give it to the preacher now

mad in here

was welling from the westering wing. a moment rang

your mother's said your girl is gone. )

i could have told you

i could have told you

i could have told you )

swallow do you want to come home

and we'll ride in my buggy. take me 'cross the indian waves

and we'll swim with the great whites. the wild

a child. (now house is bare

and your mother

lonely. and your village cries

'cause the kid is older. but you can still think back to the wild

'cause happiness was being a child.)

my bones see for your eyes. when you retire

she's here

smile

you'll find razors

the doubt always saves 'em

i am the reason that the child dies. (every morning i'm your brother

memories push you to paint another

i said

i said

i said

i said. ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma ma ma

ma ma)

bang! nail. a doctor only preach like one. space. so give it to the preacher now. madeline

is hanging from the west-wing field

and

a moment rang and the moment said

your girl is gone."