And what will happen in the morning when the 
world it gets
so crowded that you can't look out the window 
in the morining.

And what will happen in the evening in the 
forest with the 
weasel with the teeth that bite so sharp when 
you're not looking in the evening. 

And all the friends that you once knew are left 
behind they kept 
you safe and so secure amongst the books and 
all the records of your lifetime 
What will happen 
In the morning 
When the world it gets so crowded that you can't 
look out the window in the morning. 

Hey, take a little while to grow your brother's 
hair 
And now, take a little whille to make your sister
fair 
And now that the family
Is part of a chain 
Take off your eyeshade
Start over again.

Now take a little while to find your way in here
Now take a little while to make your story clear
Your feet from the ground
Weigh up your anchor
And never look around. 

Let's sing a song
For Hazey Jane 
She's back again in my mind
If songs were lines
In a conversation 
The situation would be fine