Flying Around

The wind was blowing hard

And the rain was pouring down

The leaves were shaken from the trees

Flying around


Nobody was living in these houses

Seemed nobody was alive in that street

They were bound to tear these houses down

So they made all the people leave


He was lying there on a mattress

Stretched out on the floor

Thinking the whole thing over

Just once more


The way she came

And then again how she left him

Dreaming ‘bout good times

She never had


Then one day they rode in

Big machines

Started to bump into the walls

So the walls were tumbling


Nobody ever heard him scream

For he wasn’t falling

He was flying

Flying around