Making Dens

I'm a tourist, World at my feet. Across hither and dither And hither and dither And hither and dither Wont fall off my seat. I've a camera, Keep my photos in a book. The more I keep shooting and shooting And shooting and shooting and shooting And sho

Agnes, It all ended up in tears Well we were an odd couple you and I In our strange and original attire I thought, I thought it was love at first sight My mother, my mother she shivered with fright And I couldn't tell if you were boy or girl My mind

You can do anything you want As long as it makes sense You can do anything you want As long as it makes sense What a long haul it's been My old and trusted friend Don't think I'm being mean Just can't find a gift to send You didn't portray a sign Not

There was a boy who ran away from what he didn't know And whom he wouldn't say he just had to go Something it snapped inside of him as he fled from a nameless threat Crowds of people stand aloof in Waterloo there's no sunset And when he gets to that