Drift along hear the gravel crackle butterflies shades of the Eternal Dancer God has buttered the land with sunlight sunlight
corn grows high like a tall watusi katydid hums a monotonous tune rather hypnotically hmmmmmm overhead there's a parrot with boxing gloves singing like me what a clever bird even knows the words but he doesn't seem to see me making my great escape
you can just take so much of your own advice who needs a king sitting in a tree so loquaciously pigeonholing everything pi- geons have a way of taking wing -ing wing
back again purple thistles bristle all around bane of the Eternal Dancer hmmmmmm
home is just around the bend... the end.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.