Moon Moon - Nits

My father was a chimney weeper

«Don't look down», he said

The four winds that blow in this street

Still whisper his name

Men are long and black you see

They’re sad and smoke

Like the chimneys in the factory

And they’re always broke

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The elevator boy said: «Listen

Sometimes when I’m stuck

Between the floors of this house

I can hear them sing»

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Sometimes she cries

When there’s a wedding in town

She’s like a willow in the wind

She weeps

It’s two years, it’s so long ago

It’s two years (two years ago)

Now you’re back home

In the new found land

The path to the house is cool

Pick up the suitcase of dreams

Now your wits are wool

Moon Moon

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Moon Moon