Sarah Slean. Day One. Out In The Park. Zeneszám

Don?t you know what time it is?
It?s the new time
All disciples gathering by the boats
But your revolution is chasing its tail,
You love to take the wind out of my sail
But not this time

In between commercial breaks
It?s a new war.
Men with books have run away to the coast
All the ladies quit calling them back
And starting plotting a counter attack
You foolish animals!

She?s out in the park conducting the birds
Trying to remember which bicycle?s hers,
Filling her pockets with handfuls of dirt
It?s amazing
Out in the park

For sale, forgetfulness,
At a new price
I saw it advertised on T.V.
But all the children were busy outside,
Building sandcastles skyscraper-high
You foolish animals!

She?s out in the park, conducting the birds
Trying to remember which bicycle?s hers,
Filling her pockets with handfuls of dirt
It?s amazing
Out in the park

By way of the dark...
The summer sun will be ours...

Out in the park, fight the war!
What are your hearts and your
wheelbarrows for?
Lean on me man, I don?t keep score!

Out in the park conducting the birds
Covering France with the trail of her skirt!
Singing a sermon to beautiful earth...
Out in the park