on the campus of the hilltops the hefty grinder beats the sand and all the accomplished children have gone off to the sea I wish I were there with them spinning in the waves 'Would make me think of early days with blankets warm and thin When all the folks who travelled had ice cream on their cheeks And no one knew our secrets yet As common as they were It's days like this I like to drive To the farthest point of the farthest town I know And hope I've left my pinafore on a rock no one can throw
on the campus of the hilltops
ReplyDeletethe hefty grinder beats the sand
and all the accomplished children
have gone off to the sea
I wish I were there with them
spinning in the waves
'Would make me think of early days
with blankets warm and thin
When all the folks who travelled
had ice cream on their cheeks
And no one knew our secrets yet
As common as they were
It's days like this I like to drive
To the farthest point
of the farthest town I know
And hope I've left my pinafore
on a rock no one can throw