She wakes like a sparrow
And flies where she will.
The day is a wide, bright road,
And the night is the top of a hill.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
So I'm pulling them wide just to see.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
And I'm tearing my mouth just to breathe.
She sees like a camera
In the evening light.
No clouds and a milk-white moon,
Lik a scene in a picture of night.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
So I'm pulling them wide just to see.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
And I'm tearing my mouth just to breathe.
She glides on the water,
So silent she goes.
As a gleam on a petrol spill
That will change with the sparks that she throws.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
So I'm pulling them wide just to see.
Pondwater Green is clouding my eyes,
And I'm tearing my mouth just to breathe.
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