the pit

i would rather stay here

where the flowers bloom and the sun

it shines

it shines on you

it lights up your eyes

sitting here all by ourselves

counting all the people

they ask us why

gather all around down and stare on down

into the dark

dark pit

don't go

please don't go

but they step on in

they fall all in

they walk all over you

one step at a time they all walk in a line down a false

false hope

i would rather stay here

where the flowers bloom and the sun

it shines

it shines on you

it lights up your eyes

i would rather stay here

where the moon

it glows

soaring doves and falling crows

laughter is the only sound here

if i had one wish

i'd fill up that pit

i'd fill up that pit

i'd cry 'til it filled to the brim

you'd swim to the top

and i'd grab your hand

how can i

how can i convince you to stay

where all the flowers bloom and the grass

it sways?

and the rain

it pours and the waves all roar

and the trees they grow

and the falling crow

soars down into that dark cold pit

and you follow it in

oh

you follow it in

i would rather stay here

where the flowers bloom and the sun

it shines

it shines on you

it lights up your eyes

i would rather stay here

where the moon

it glows

soaring doves and falling crows

laughter is the only sound here

if i had one wish

i'd fill up that pit

i'd fill up that pit

i'd cry 'til it filled to the brim

you'd swim to the top

and i'd grab your hand