Someone and someone, were down by the pond,
looking for something, to plant in the lawn.
Out in the fields, they were turning the soil,
I'm sitting here hoping, this water will boil
When I look through the window, and out on the road
They're bringing me presents, and saying hello.
Singing words, words; between the lines of age.
Words, words; between the lines of age.
If I was a junkman, selling you cars,
Washing your windows, and shining your stars,
Thinking your mind was my own in a dream,
what would you wonder, and how would it seem?
Living in castles, a bit at a time
The king started laughing, and talking in rhyme.
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