The Bubbling Brook

The bubbling brook is stuck up on the bookshelf The knight in plaid armor is riding the carousel And little sleepwalkers are whispering fairytales to you When you close your eyes you see skeletons marching In joyous sad places where you used to party People are yelling and loved ones are parting from view Your eyes flutter open like butterflies resting And you see the clouds under the world's ceiling And oh, thoughts are drowning in the morning dew Honey bees buzzing through uncharted landscapes That people discovered and destroyed for their gain But humans are human and take and take is what we do No documents, no pen and no paper Just verbals incentives to do something later And put off the world, for just one more hour two People in pictures are frozen forever That scene that was staged to make things look much better And oh, they didn’t let her see through ‘Cause things They do change And people grow older and make Their mistakes But William lost his way, when he went back home A Million types on pain, in the woods alone But William lost his way, when he went back home A Million types on pain, in the woods alone