1.
got a skin of sun
i`m breathing ceeophane
got a fadin` tan
to offer to the rain
who`s the refere
when winter plays the ball?
runnin out of time
to celebrate the fall
out of the roundabout
out of the roundabout
got a cotton hat
to wear all year round
got a time disease
that keeps me upsidedown
and the willow trees
are spittin` out some green
i would give a look
but springtime looks a scream
out of the roundabout
out of the roundabout
new all the seasons run together
and the middle days are gone
wothout our weather repetitions
i can`t shake my dice
can`t skip a line no no no no no ...
2.
had my bicycle risin`
fast wheelin` and climbin`
the equinox hurdles
over gates of heat
even numbrs to bring out
and courses to follow
in search of the days
before i missed their beat
i ran into a black cat
good taste for all timing
his ivory shaker
couldn`t pour out rain
i`ve been truckin` and trackin`
still missin` the rhythm
of changes that used to
make me feel all right ...
i met birds on a cable
a dark feathered station
time flown for migration
but they wouldn`t fly
askin` cherries and peaches
to work on their accents
a natural compass
but they fooled me good