And what will happen in the morning when the world it gets
so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning?
And what will happen in the evening in the forest with the weasel
with the teeth that bite so sharp when you're not looking in the evening?
And all the friends that you once knew are left behind they kept you safe
and so secure amongst the books and all the records of your lifetime?
What will happen in the morning when the world it gets
so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning?
Hey, take a little while to grow your brother's hair.
And now, take a little while to make your sister fair.
And now that the family is part of a chain, take off your eyeshade, start over again.
Now take a little while to find your way in here.
Now take a little while to make your story clear.
Now that you're lifting your feet from the ground, weigh up your anchor and never look round.
Let's sing a song for Hazey Jane, she's back again in my mind.
If songs were lines in a conversation, the situation would be fine.
so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning?
And what will happen in the evening in the forest with the weasel
with the teeth that bite so sharp when you're not looking in the evening?
And all the friends that you once knew are left behind they kept you safe
and so secure amongst the books and all the records of your lifetime?
What will happen in the morning when the world it gets
so crowded that you can't look out the window in the morning?
Hey, take a little while to grow your brother's hair.
And now, take a little while to make your sister fair.
And now that the family is part of a chain, take off your eyeshade, start over again.
Now take a little while to find your way in here.
Now take a little while to make your story clear.
Now that you're lifting your feet from the ground, weigh up your anchor and never look round.
Let's sing a song for Hazey Jane, she's back again in my mind.
If songs were lines in a conversation, the situation would be fine.