The Birds have stopped their song, they know its time to go
The Trees have dropped their leaves on the silent roads
the boys put down their arrows and the bows ...and the

clouds have moved aside for the sun to dim its glo

The river dried up & the oceans with the sea

The stars put out their lights and closed the galaxy
they shut the mountains & the vallys on the way
they packed up Africa, Brazil, Bombay,,, Cos its


final
You Should Go

But its fine now
They all know


Its over now

and now the west winds are so slow they hardly blow

and the chill outsides too cold even for snow
the houses packed up the streets left long ago
from here to Vience beach, Milan, & The Congo


Take a while to stand outside there'll be no rain
I don't know if i can start all this again

Will the world return to me intime the same
From here to Italy, Norway & Spain Cos its


final
You Should Go
But its fine now

They all know