When
the fat old
sun in the sky
is falling
Summer evenin'
birds are calling
Summer's thunder
time of year
The sound of
music in my
ears
Distant bells,
new mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river
holding hands
Roll me up and
lay me down
And if you sit
don't make a
sound
Pick your feet
up off the ground
And if you hear
as the warm
night falls
The silver sound
from a time
so strange
Sing to me,
sing to me
When that fat
old sun in the
sky is falling
Summer evenin'
birds are calling
Children's laughter
in my ears
The last sunlight
disappears
And if you sit
don't make a
sound
Pick your feet
up off the ground
And if you hear
as the warm
night falls
The silver sound
from a time
so strange
Sing to me,
sing to me
When that fat
old sun in the
sky is falling
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