Here we sit
Here we sit,
Me and you,
You and him,
Him and her and I together.
Three or four I'm not quite sure but what we
Need is tea for more,
Than what we have here.
The sun is setting, yet still we stay and
Another day is passing happily.
Then once again he comes along, horns and
All galloping through the wilderness. Tears start
To fall and here I go again running from the one I
See when I’m all
Alone.
Run and run, beast and prey, until I am consumed.
Here we sit,
Me and you,
You and him,
Him and her and I together.
Another day is passing happily,
When along come the hooves I fear,
But never I hope the day will come
when I lose my closest friend, and greatest fear,
My imagination.
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