The High Llamas
Sailing Bells
Rocker on the hill
Left alone until
He is cooled by the
Lightest of rains

Runner in the din
Let's the high rocks slip
'Til the clash and the sea spray
Are gone
The clash and the sea spray
Are gone

Oh, the little rocks
Lay low on the tide
(Oh the little rocks lay)
The little rocks lay
(Oh the little rocks lay)

Bobby sails the cat
Down the midway flat
Like a free form
Not far from the land

Sailing bells are hung
Brushes on the drum
And the free bird of Cantabile
And the cameras
Come down the midway

Oh the little rocks
Lay low on the tide
(Oh the little rocks lay)
The little rocks lay
(Oh the little rocks lay)

Rocker on the hill
Left alone until
He is cooled by the
Lightest of rain

Runner in the din
Let's the high rocks slip
'Til the clash and the sea spray
Are gone
The clash and the sea spray
Are gone