Marvellous moments miss millions,
(or do millions miss those marvellous moments)?
But there is a girl walking through the paddock drinking pink red wine
And behind her crawls a lioness too afraid to make her leap.
But slowly now, you have grown weary now
And so rest and be quite still,
Slowly now, you have grown weary now,
And so rest and be quite still.

My wild-hearted-experience-addicted-friend
whoose plans fall on days with names:
-First, there’ll be BHM, Bank Holiday Monday,
-& oh lookie wookie ookie! ST, Shrovey wovey Tuesday,
-& ashy washy Wednesday & Maundy naundy Thursday & goody woody Friday,
(that's before a Saturday),
where we will all celebrate something.

Then oh yes!
The wonderful! The majestic! The truly increadible!
stepupstepupstepup,
Ladies and gentleman! ba bum ba bum,Ladies and gentleman!
It’s oh my god it’s yes! It really is,
Treeeeeeeahhhhhh-nniiiiiii-teeeeeee Sun-day!!!

-my friend slow down, slow down,
now this is what
we are going to do
I am going to hold
Your hand and
We shall take a
Walk.
That happiness you hunger for,
That feeling you’re out looking for,
My friend,
It beats within.