Chosen especially for you and I
Who will live inside
The mountaineers gathered tender piled high
In which to take along
Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here
When they got here, all exhausted
On the roof leaks they got started
And now when the rain comes
We can be thankful
Ooh aah ooh
When the mountaineers
Saw that everything fit, they were glad and so they took off
Thought
We were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
The village used to be all one really needs
That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of chemicals
That mostly surround you
You wish to flee but it's not like you
So listen to me, listen to me
Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes
We will step outside
We will not find another man inside
We like the newness, the newness of all
That has grown in our garden soaking for so long
Whenever I was a child
I wondered what if my name had changed
Into something more productive like Roscoe
Been born in 1891
Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline
Thought
We were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
1891
They looked around the forest
They made their house from cedars
They made their house from stones
Oh, they're a little like you
And they're a little like me
When they're falling me
Thought
We were devoid
A change or two
Around this place
This place
This place
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with
Stonecutters made them from stones Chosen especially for you and I Who will live inside The mountaineers gathered tender piled high In which to take along Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here When they got here, all exhausted On the roof leaks they got started And now when the rain comes We can be thankful Ooh aah ooh When the mountaineers Saw that everything fit, they were glad and so they took off Thought We were devoid A change or two Around this place When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with The village used to be all one really needs That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of chemicals That mostly surround you You wish to flee but it's not like you So listen to me, listen to me Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes We will step outside We will not find another man inside We like the newness, the newness of all That has grown in our garden soaking for so long Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed Into something more productive like Roscoe Been born in 1891 Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline Thought We were devoid A change or two Around this place When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with 1891 They looked around the forest They made their house from cedars They made their house from stones Oh, they're a little like you And they're a little like me When they're falling me Thought We were devoid A change or two Around this place This place This place When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with Explain Request ×
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