Happy days snap the stem shed a tear
Always hoping for the first
First touch, first Love, rest of days
This day always wanting
In the heart but in the head
For the first happy days
Break the net
Burst the banks
Tear the branches
Free the leaves if they want
The first day of a second time sequence
Go again, go on home
Get around
Mind your business
So that private, so that mystery may, so elusive is
Go on home to keep it going
Second time go
Since the last have spеnt a year
have spent a tеar happy days
Taming cats tails curled vexed eyes narrow slits
Wanting wanting wanting what

Like a pet in summer's garden
Winter now framed and bony
Always only end in bone
Skin is done fur has gone
Go on home this day always in the heart
In the stomach in Dante's pit in the head
It keeps wanting for the first, it knows nothing
First touch first of the day, first word to tell
Say it once, sweet again
Sweet day, go on home, go again
In a way, any way, go on in
Stand in line
Go alone, waiting now
Aren't we always only waiting
Wanting, wanting, wanting, what?

In the end for the first let it live if it will
Go again go on home
Always hoping for the first
Go again stony batter
Go again the restless night
Go on home to hopes head
My rocky north star
Dad, mum, brother sister Dante in the pit of the foothill
Going again to, go on sandy mount
Sand dunes have rolled out flat
Gone away gone home half an hour half the night
In the head, in the heart, for the first
Go again, snap the stem