Little bells toll ad infinitum
Little souls in their streams drift away
I tuned in to a swell to bid bitter farewell
to those sentenced on this judgment day
Life gave me lemons so I planted a tree
and now I sing a sour refrain
'Cause the seeds filled the ground and the juice filled the clouds
and my skin burns in the acid rain
| And I loathe that my love never lingers so long
| as my tasteless regard for routine
| But day after day, the debris dies away
| and sugar, it still tastes as sweet
Now the man in the moon moans a miserable tune
and I know the sun has seen better days
So I say to you from a worms-eye view:
Never put your umbrella away
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