The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And everyday the paper boy brings more

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill

All that you touch, and
All that you see, and
All that you taste, and
All you feel, and
All that you love, and
All that you hate, and
All you mistrust, and
All you save, and
All that you give, and
All that you deal, and
All that you buy,
Beg, borrow, or steal, and
All you create, and
All you destroy, and
All that you do, and
All that you say, and
All that you eat, and

All this love
Is all I am,
A ball is all I am.
I'm so new
Compared to you
And I am very small.
Warm glow,
Moon glow,

Always need a little more room.
Waiting here,
Seems like years,
Never see the light of day.

All around
I hear strange sounds
Come gurgling in my ear.
Red the light
And dark the night
I feel my dawn is near.
Warm glow,
Moon glow,
Always need a little more room.
Whisper low