Don't Make Sounds
Don't break down without
getting your head above the water
They can't see, they can't hear you
With all that's been unfolding
You could find it or not find it
With all that's been repeating
Summers will never get me
I go the long way around
Tired across the path and never...
After it's over I go looking
I go looking
I"m all wondered out
Looking for a space, a final slumber
Is it good or is it going to be
Before it's gone the wrong way?
I could find it or not find
I'll find it
Oh with all that's been telling...