30 Apr, 2008
Happy Throngs
Now I'm not feeding off you, I will rearrange your scales / If I can, and I can / March into the ocean, march into the sea
I had a hat I put it down and it sunk, reached down, / Yanked it up, slapped it on my head / All the people gather / Fly to carry each his burden / We are young despite the years we are concern / We are hope despite the times / All of the sudden, these days / Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever
I wish to meet each one of you / And you, me, you, if I can and I can
We have many things in common, name three
I had a hat and it sunk, reached down, / Yanked it up, slapped it on my head / All the people gather / Fly to carry each his burden / We are young despite the years we are concern / We are hope despite the times
All of the sudden, these days / Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever you go
