you cringe, you complain you sing, sing, that old refrain the roof is falling in the roof is falling in i'm not kidding you can probably feel the wind
no, no, not again (my darling sleep) put your head on my legs (breathe it in) it's not time for your untimely end, yet (no sweet release) no no no no no no no not yet
you've got this feeling you'll live to get what you give you'll be an old man soon...
you wait, you waver you think, think, always must consider cause every path's a problem every turn is trouble and you'll probably never solve them so why not love them?
no no this is not allowed (my darling sleep) wrap that busy head in sound (breathe it in) rocking gently inside this (the din be peace) no, no, no, no, no, no, yes! yes! yes!
you've got this feeling you'll live to get what you give you'll be an old man soon... i've got this feeling i'll be an old man soon
i know it's messy but you'll make it right you don't want pity you want pride a king, a lion, a god among men and children who cry when the thunder begins their heads fall to their chests while you watch from a great height with your head high and your eyes on fire...