[00:22.51]Thirty Buddha's on a walnut
[00:27.18]Tiny limbs inside the eye
[00:31.25]Tiny mind inside the tiny brain
[00:34.49]To see the overwhelming sky
[00:41.57]Thirty birds upon a phone line
[00:46.16]Cherry blossoms on an old bound Ford
[00:50.00]The hint of Deja vu on every face
[00:53.37]And every crowd I ought to woo
[00:59.91]Ashes ashes
[01:05.03]All fall down
[01:09.26]Hear those moment
[01:14.76]Make their song
[01:19.63]Dry leaves on the ground
[01:32.39]Thirty odd years I've been drifting
[01:37.07]Is there somewhere we could meet
[01:40.72]'Cause I'm weak as a kitten
[01:43.15]I'm dirty as a mitten in a winter's street
[01:51.53]Thirty days walk from my front door
[01:55.23]If I don't leave now it's thirty-one
[01:59.74]And the old man puts his arms
[02:01.81]Around my shoulders and says
[02:04.18]Let me tell you son
[02:09.85]Ashes ashes
[02:14.86]All fall down
[02:19.55]Hear those moments
[02:24.73]Make their song
[02:28.61]They fall like dry leaves
[02:30.94]On the ground
[02:51.85]The summer stars they like to whisper
[02:56.30]We've been hoodwinked all along
[03:00.06]There is not a shred of meaning here but
[03:03.20]Thirty Buddha's on a walnut says you're wrong
[03:08.66]Thirty Buddha's says you're wrong
[03:12.93]I bet you a walnut say's you're wrong