| So goodnight my dear | |
| Hope youe feeling well | |
| Hope youre feeling very clear | |
| In this song and rhyme | |
| Thoughts of changes that | |
| Keep ourselves intact | |
| And yes | |
| It hard to fake but I faltering | |
| In the steps I about to take | |
| I am sure it true | |
| What is all for me is much the same to you | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| So we wait and see | |
| How this backward chapter reads | |
| In verse inadvertently | |
| And it feels like fading light | |
| But that all that left | |
| Only what left is right | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| Jumping from a balloon | |
| A carried aloft by a parachute in June | |
| Twisting round and round | |
| Well I hope the ground is what you find | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free |
| So goodnight my dear | |
| Hope you e feeling well | |
| Hope your e feeling very clear | |
| In this song and rhyme | |
| Thoughts of changes that | |
| Keep ourselves intact | |
| And yes | |
| It hard to fake but I faltering | |
| In the steps I about to take | |
| I am sure it true | |
| What is all for me is much the same to you | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| So we wait and see | |
| How this backward chapter reads | |
| In verse inadvertently | |
| And it feels like fading light | |
| But that all that left | |
| Only what left is right | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| Jumping from a balloon | |
| A carried aloft by a parachute in June | |
| Twisting round and round | |
| Well I hope the ground is what you find | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free |
| So goodnight my dear | |
| Hope you e feeling well | |
| Hope your e feeling very clear | |
| In this song and rhyme | |
| Thoughts of changes that | |
| Keep ourselves intact | |
| And yes | |
| It hard to fake but I faltering | |
| In the steps I about to take | |
| I am sure it true | |
| What is all for me is much the same to you | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| So we wait and see | |
| How this backward chapter reads | |
| In verse inadvertently | |
| And it feels like fading light | |
| But that all that left | |
| Only what left is right | |
| If all the statues in the world | |
| Would turn to flesh with teeth of pearl | |
| Would they be kind enough to comfort me | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free | |
| Jumping from a balloon | |
| A carried aloft by a parachute in June | |
| Twisting round and round | |
| Well I hope the ground is what you find | |
| The setting sun is set in stone | |
| And it remains for me alone | |
| To carve my own and set it free |