My, my
The clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say
A face, a voice
And overdub has no choice
An image cannot rejoice
Wanting to be, to hear and to see
Crying to the sky
But the porpoise is laughing, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs
Is alright for awhile
The eagle sings of castles and kings
And things that go with a life of style
Wanting to feel, to know what is real
Living is a lie
The porpoise is waiting, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
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