Marriott-Lane One and-a two and-a three and-a four and-a This feeling of spring like the wing of a bird that is flying, The nights they go cold as my mind does go old and I'm looked at, A Inspected, hated, accepted The wise men they wrangle, their minds look for angles and meaning (meaning!), But the ceiling is light as I glide through the night and I'm leaving, Living, being, mmm - mmm - mmm
Marriott-Lane One and-a two and-a three and-a four and-a This feeling of spring like the wing of a bird that is flying, The nights they go cold as my mind does go old and I'm looked at, A Inspected, hated, accepted The wise men they wrangle, their minds look for angles and meaning (meaning!), But the ceiling is light as I glide through the night and I'm leaving, Living, being, mmm - mmm - mmm