Pop-Eyes

It started pink And overhead Leaves and sky bled It was thought time After awhile Hubbub approached The carriage hue Was schoolyard brick The Wheeled-Wagon wore a wooden skin, With grey smiling chrome and seats in its belly. And this old fusty belly

Everyone is pleased with himself, Everyone squeaks gently, Everyone is pleased with himself, Everyone squeaks gently, Where each can dream The dreams that only beating hearts desire. They briefly touch - Then pass on. Drifting between a soft mound or

Today's not the same as before, Starting with a clean slate, Promises - of new - rewards. Today's not the same as before, Starting with a clean slate, Promises - of new - rewards. Doo-da doo-da doo-da doo-da daa! Doo-da doo-da doo-da doo-da daa! 专辑:P