Marigolds are very much in love
But he doesn't mind
Picking up his sister
He makes his way into the see-saw land
All the way she smiles
She goes up as he goes down
Down
Sits on a stick in the river
Laughter in his sleep
Sister's throwing stones
Hoping for a hit
He doesn't know
So then
She goes up while he goes down
Down
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
Another time, another day
She was selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon
Picking up weeds
She hasn't got the time to care
All can see
He's not there
She grows up for another man
And he's down
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
Another time, another day
Another time, another day
A brother's way to leave
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