Swear I wasn't catnapping, no
Edge into your life
I didn't notice no sad things
A sundance with a strange, strange which you entice
A walk into an ocean view, exciting
Like you have understood
I was just talking at you, talking at you
For the good inside, the good inside of us
Do you see me?
No, you're a kind of dream
That somewhere in the scheme of things
We'll find who's Thursday's child
We don't have to undo you or
Entertain your kind
Only reason I talk to you is 'cause I think you may be
A heart attack is blind
Checking out your resume
Making us your plans
Kisses are not something we can talk about
They happened and you laughed about it, laughed out loud
Do you see me?
No, you're a kind of dream
That somewhere in the scheme of things
We'll find who's Thursday's child
What is our boast?
Do we all? Would you all?
You only excite me
Join us in a talking clock, yes
He tells us everything we want him to stop
But somewhere in the corner he's a laughing, he's a crying out loud
With some kind of intention which is enshrouded by
Nicety is something which hangs around the stage
Believe me when I tell you, you can
Act around it, mute and puke about it
I don't want to hurt you, I just want to join in
This is a kindly crema, a kindly crematorium in
Do you see me?
No, you're a kind of dream
That somewhere in the scheme of things
