Just a meaningless chore On a meaningless night (night, night) There's a glow around the door And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In an ownerless hall (hall) On an onerous night (night, night) There's a shadow on the wall (wall) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just an echoless call (call) In the inkiness of night (night, night) There's a flicker on the moor (moor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In a bottomless fall (fall) On a meaningless flight (flight, flight) A reflection on the floor (floor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just a meaningless chore On a meaningless night (night, night) There's a glow around the door And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In an ownerless hall (hall) On an onerous night (night, night) There's a shadow on the wall (wall) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) Just an echoless call (call) In the inkiness of night (night, night) There's a flicker on the moor (moor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light) In a bottomless fall (fall) On a meaningless flight (flight, flight) A reflection on the floor (floor) And then off goes the light (goes the light, goes the light)

Counting twos, counting fours When you're feeling sad treading ever so kindly Break it off, break it off When you see it glow, and you're thinking it's ripened À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your feet, and you know it's me waving Scattered rains, scattered rains Counting dandelions and the parks they're ripened Counting threes, counting fives See the beaucoup view and the merry go rounding Spin your arms, spin your eyes êtes vous ma fleuri, ever carefully breezing Look how we live, look how we laugh Feel the bellowing and the bath in flexing Let it drop, and let it bounce Counting melodies, and the gravity breathing Counting twos counting fours When your feeling slow treading ever so finely Cut it off cut it off When you see it broke and your thinking that's faulting À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your souls, and you know it's me smiling Scattered rains scattered rains Scatter buttercups and the melodies ripened Counting threes counting fives See the bickering and cherry go round Spin your arm spin your eyes Ever presently Ever carefully freezing Cant move in cant move out Till the mellowing and daffodil resting Let it drop let it bounce, Count the good news and the levity teething