☆ th song

Time, all the long red lines
that take control
of all th smoke like streams
that flow into yr dreams
that big blue open sea
that can’t be crossed
that can’t be climbed
just born between
oh th’ two white lines
distant gods an’ faded signs
of all those blinking lites
you had t’ pick the one tonite..

Holes, dug by little moles
angry jealous spies
got telephones for eyes
come to you as Friends
all those endless ends,
that can’t be tied
oh they make me laugh
an always make me cry
til they drop like flies
an sink like polished Stones
of all th’ stones i throw
how does that ol’ song go

how does that ol’ song go..

Bands, those funny little plans
that never work quite right

'th' - Music Man (The Electric Company)

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Jolly Phonics th song

th song