Our daydream spils from our quartet
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Left a nod over sleeping waves
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
Floating flocks of candle swans
Slowly drift across wax ponds
The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
They sang so our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we´re all too small to talk to God
Yes, we´re too smart to talk to God
Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
To us from the dock
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk
Scarecrow now it´s time to hatch
Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
Those watermelon smiles just can´t ripen underwater
Just can´t ripen underwater
The men all played along to marching drums
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
They sang so our matching legs
Are marching clocks
And we´re all too small to talk to God
Yeah , we´re too smart to talk to God
Oh, we´re too smart to talk to God
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