The Goose & the Wren (feat. Frances Quinlan)

While in form of the ant The goose, and the wren Left the shores of Maryland To find better oxygen While the outcry of 20 men Run from the nearby battalion: "As if we avoid their light Then we might make it home tonight" And one old crook Carries a very heavy book Friends would say, "Sir Are you sure some good could Come of your learning?" And he said: "My girl gave it to me Just before the war I've never read a book like this before It's giving me kind of a, kind of a burning" "But if it is love then I'm not quite sure I should keep it But I've heard it's a part of the whole so I guess I need it But I'll certainly be sure to stay above the ground Lately, beautiful things got a way of bringing me down" Here lie one hundred men Fighters, everyone of them They went into the light And oh no, they won't be home tonight And I came upon a kid with a kite Despite the storms, says he's gonna fly And so I said, "Brother, what would your mother say?" And he said: "Hold your tongue, it was a present And God damn! I am a man I ain't afraid of the rain" But what can a bystander do? No more than watch the spidery lights Take ahold of you And you know I warned you, boy You know I told you, boy And I'll hold your back, boy But now I don't know, boy 'Cause in a curious kinda way I wanna go along with you... And morning did come I was standing, struck down By the man in the sun And the only live one Held a string from his thumb That stretched up to the sky Where the heron flew by, singing: "Oh me, and oh my!" And the goose and the wren No, I have not seen them But the water looks nice So I do not think twice And I'm sure that they're fine Very good friends of mine 'Cause sometimes I can't tell When things are unwell By the look of the sea Staring straight back at me And I miss 'em, I do But I think it is true That when the love go It's the lovers who show Just how lovely they are In a song or a star Sincerely, your friend Write back to me, wren I've been thinking too much Down here in the sand The farmer stands and says: "What happened to the land? It used to be fertile, it used to be good When I was a lad!" The farmer calls out to his men Says, "It's getting late, boys It's best you come back here!" (Everybody together!) The farmer stands and says: "What happened to the land? It used to be fertile, it used to be good When I was a lad!" The farmer calls out to his men Says, "It's getting late, boys It's best you come back here!" (I love you, babe!) The farmer stands and says: "What happened to the land? It used to be fertile, it used to be good When I was a lad!" The farmer calls out to his men Says, "It's getting late, boys It's best you come back here!" (One more time!) The farmer stands and says: "What happened to the land? It used to be fertile, it used to be good When I was a lad!" The farmer calls out to his men Says, "It's getting late, boys It's best you come back here!" (Come back here, right now!) Woo! Yeah!