Tap on your cap
There's a whispering breeze in town
The trees have found a voice and

You're one for fun
You're one for fun in the gloating sun of men
And now i'm making it in front of a fireplace on stilts

Pay less attention
To those that said crying's a fate
Or whatever word you used to call it

I'm up for climb
I'm up for climbing
There's time enough for us to be both black and happy

Before the souls have all been stopped
We'll drain the last from the still
Five jars and drinking our fill

It takes a single kiss to start
A laughing heart