Stare at a wristwatch On a mighty fine day Could bring tears to a stone wall Or here where I stay, Mothers gathering leaves
Into a barrel and I say "Why do you pack your parachute With a thousand ton weight?"
When you fall from the sky I´ll bring you barrels of leaves But it would never soften your fall Or ever help you at all
And now I´m all out of words here They all left me last week But I can give you my voice here It´s all I have to speak I can give you my voice give you my voice
When you fall from the sky I´ll bring you barrels of leaves
But it would never soften your fall Or ever help you at all