1. She phoned· we rush through milk and mush. We laugh· make swords from old tree-house boards.
Chorus One
Outside, thereâs Fred and his sister, two sets of twins· Weâve got skinned knees, unusual stones, and lately, him·
2. His buttons are coins from faraway archipelagos. He winks; our slingshots hurl screams and tiny things with wings!
Bridge One
Hanging dripping shirts and sheets, a washerwoman hears our feet a-stomping by and when we cry, ãMidsummerâs here!ä she blinks each eye. And then we sing the song he taught; we buzz like bees and howl a lot! She withers into five years old; hands on hips, her stance is bold! She joins our marching army, laughing, waves a stick, afraid of nothing!
Bridge Two
And heâs fun to follow! He points and Mary-Annâs grown a tail! And his eyes are gleaming! And Mr. Tucker, there are hoof-prints on your tiles! And he never tires! He could dig to China hunting worms! And he chats with saplings! They laugh and sway, say he speaks archly!
3. Many wars, many battles· by noontime weâre hungry! Didnât know, under bark, under stones· you can eat those! Many fins, many wings· Many bites, many stings! Didnât know; under petals· theyâll tell tales Îere the flowers fold!
Chorus Two
And on towards night his beard turns white, his eyes are dull and he says, ãMy voice is a cobweb wisp; weâre a toe towards snow but Iâll live again.ä
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