I feel the stillness expanding the trees
I smell the neighbours burning in their backyard
The Book Of Changes inhales and exchanges
The cold we thought was too hard
I'm just a hippy at element school
I see the air which is land for the birds
Within divinity angels are nerds
Who would believe the sky could hold all these words?
Chorus: I don't mind a little bit of dirt on the wall
I don't mind a little bit of Spring in the Fall
I don't mind a couple of freaks in the mall
I don't mind a little bit of Spring in the Fall
It's the morning on the oval on the Winter's day
Got a little bit of crazy fire
Listen close to what the wind has to say
To the everyday desire
There's a little bit of Spring in the fall of us
And the fashion can't take it away
The picture went funny the lights went dim
I don't know why I have to take the blame
