Friends greet you on the way say
There you go
You may wonder where you’re supposed to be going
I have often thought
Of the youngest daughter
And the joyous over flowing
When dark clouds fill the sky
I have cast my eye
To the path where we are treading
Oh I could wrack my brain
Trying to explain
Where it is that we are heading
Strangely strange but oddly normal
Strangely strange but oddly normal
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La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
Why only the other day I was making hay
For I supposed the sun was shining
But when I looked up
By harshly and I was stuck
Must be just my sense of timing
Must be just my sense of timing
Well I have had some things on my mind
And they’re mostly all the time
Like cardboard scarecrows on a see-saw
Were I to impart
Those things I held to heart
While fitting pieces to a jigsaw