Something's talking, in the meadow
Look and see what you can find
It's a dingle, and it's walking
Weaving reason out of time
There's a passion, but it's lacking
Without a mouth but yet it sings
Sings a low song, of the lotus
Flowers out of everything

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Susie once she, catches my eye
Beauty of a thousand songs
Is she crinkling, or blooming?
Making right a thousand wrongs
I'm a captive, in the garden
Can you smell my bleeding soul?
Is it so wrong, to love her?
Whilst I walk her through the knoll

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Here we are now, fish are jumping
Frogs are flying off the bank
Laughing at the, little insect
It wrought the pebble as it sank
I kiss your lips I'm, in orbit
Am I deaf or am I blind?
All my life I've, never known a
Creature who's so very kind

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Oh no it's, not this I
Hear it breaking through the sticks
It's the dingle, and it's barking
Pus is oozing from its lips
We must go now, escape the madness
Quickly run, there's no time left
If the dingle, catches us he'll
Reverse the pose and steal our breath

He's a little man, with a big head
Doesn't know his wrong from right
He will chase us, from the distance
He will run with all his might
I must protect you, your beauty
Is deeper than the clearest spring
But if we don't seek, a shelter
Dingle ruin everything
Oh no this, my lotus
Fell and broke a leg in two
Dingle's found you, and he's screaming
Oh whatever should I do?
He's put the orb up, and it's glowing
Deflecting of my sympathies
Talking backwards, shaking wildly
Dragging you into the trees

I'm alone now, in the meadow
Everything's begun to rust
Suppose I'll walk back, into the sector
Turn us all back into dust
Something's talking, in the meadow
Look and see what you can find
It's a dingle, and it's walking
We've been racing out of time