What a comment lullaby with some 60s feel

you all make so much music, very impressive

What do you wanna be?
Can the sunshine live up to your needs?
Course: the river run free.
Will the forest provide from within?
Where you once held the key. 
Now they all tell you, just let it be. 
You refused to look up
You can't learn everything from a book.

Save up for me.
Save it till last.
Save all that nonsense. 
It's all in the past.
The dust blows away.
And all that remains...
The sunrise on sunday morning's past.

What do you wanna do?
It's been years since we dropped out of school.
Let's pretend, there's no rules.
Now, we all lack the requisit tools.
As we're struggling through.
We're without any clue what to do.
And the winter winds blow.
As we start to pick out where to go.

Save up for me.
Save it till last.
Save all that nonsense. 
It's all in the past.
The dust blows away.
And all that remains...
The sunshine on sunday morning's past.

In the darkened great hall.
Stands a man who is fifty feet tall.
And he programs the news.
To decide how to deal out the truth.
Now you catch but a glimpse.
Never seeing enough to convince.
Though they gilded your cage.
You can't take anything for the rage.

Save up for me.
Save it till last.
Save all that nonsense. 
It's all in the past.
The dust blows away.
And all that remains...
The sunshine on sunday.
Save it for me.
Save it till last.
Save all your nonsense. 
It's all in the past.
The dust blows away.
The memories fade.
Like rain on a Sunday morning.


Sunday

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





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