i heard the sad sound of words spoken from a bee and a wise old bird
and if i look like death today...
if i could make the world as pure and strange as what i see...
the girl who smelled too many flowers
well, she wrote me a letter said she couldn't live without me
i heard your voice through a photograph
the days are long and the nights will throw you away
and all your stories are stale
i was trying to find me something but i wasn't sure just what (i ended up with pockets full of dust)
if you had such a dream would you get up and do the things you've been dreaming?
somebody told the stars you're not coming out tonight and so they found a place to hide
if you're ever feeling blue then write another song about your dream of horses
and the future is certain, give us time to work it out
'why is lego the best toy in the world?'
my darling, it's the place to be (take your shoes off, curl your toes)
