You got a nice sounding name like an old holiday And if you share with me the old times I'm sure that we could lie awake There's a thousand year heatwave Smoke in my head And if the sun could kiss a new day I'm sure that we would stay in bed Don't stop breathing if you're caught down a well There's a hole in the sky and you're stuck in a shell But the ground that you're standing on belongs to you Like a bubble or a bird, all things go up and down Don't forget to look up at the sky At the stars and the trees and the moon and the night Don't forget that tomorrow is a brand new day Like a bubble or a bird all things go up and... Don't stop breathing if you're caught down a well There's a hole in the sky and you're stuck in a shell But the ground that you're standing on belongs to you Like a bubble or a bird, all things go up and down All things go up and down...
(Hurrah for beautifully written optimistic realistic songs!)
I am DT.
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