Lay down in the grass
See the many people pass 
This flock won't last
Flowers come and go so fast
When the wheel is wrong
As your tongue is long
You can fill it up with a song
Before the word is gone
Gathering in the black
Sorrow works like a map
You can hold the circle in your hands
But the record turns so fast
When the wheel is wrong
As your tongue is long
You can fill it up with a song
Before the word is gone
Way down on the path
Well the band played in the damp
They were sunlit through the sap
Then it vanished with a gasp
When the wheel is wrong
As your tongue is long
You can fill it up with a song
Before the word is gone