Mus and man

Luister heel zachte belletjes
Rinkelen klinken fluisteren hardop
In the mean while
You could smell something in the neighbourhood of cinnamon

Fair people trade in tales
Close your eyes and see
Feel the three month itching

Like you were as a child, glowing
Outside opposite your favourite
Girl and church
Where did she go why did you loose sight of her

Stars, dust, radiance, wisdom, the sun
Fly, fly away
Come back as new
As you like the be the most

As I like you the best
Maybe, just maybe
Even love what I experience
Then, an appearance in the light