Текст Page France – Mr. Violin And Dancing Bear

Mr violin I loved you
From a tree top
In a fish gnaw
I was high on my own big thoughts

Mr dancing bear I loved you
In a flower patch where the birds hatch
I was crooked to the green grass
What if the day ends whenever my hearts black
Mr dancing bear they almost called you magic
Out of habit
I was sore from all the laughing
I loved you in habit and banked on your magic
For the sun did swing like the tangerine
Til we couldn’t grab on to the burning ring

Every crooked tooth
Kept our lips from trueth
I had almost survived and so did you
….
But the rings in between the ol’ family tree
Are crooked for you as they’re crooked for me