Here we are—some years after
You and me and funny laughter
Don’t be scared
It’s only dark
Soon you’ll hear a meadowlark

Don’t give up—just one more try
Rainbows soon will fill the sky
Say us in our upper limbos
Peeking through the blinds—on windows

Down below and far as wide is
Slick—is kissing old King Midas
Silly birds, you should know better
Tell each hero—go and get her

Lady love’s the one we’re after
Now and also—ever after
Gosh, oh golly—gee, she’s crying
Fortune teller—are you lying?

Do you see the noses growing
And wonder where—the truth is going?