When the sky is bright But the day is young When the ground is cold Yet the clouds stretch wide When the sun shadows pink Yet the mist sits in the shallows Its a good time to be alive Ifyou catch the sight of a weasel darting across the road Whilst your freezing your behind Then one morning you will find The pink sun and the weasal and the fog behind Will clear your mind All your concerns are not real and dont matter even if you have been offered a deal Love life and laughter is good medicine but we all need food water and shelter A roof above your head and a pot of stew on the fire makes you realise everything else is just a desire Its all a case of treading lightly and dont get too involved in the pyschadelic me and you and you and me could prosper together enviromentally Everything else is just a lie
