III - Little Wings

Laa-la-la-la-laa

Laa-la-la-la-laa

Laa-la-la-la-laa-yaa

Laa-la-la-la-laa

And so some voices

Were like some valves

Cleaning their noses

Making their meal

So I-I-I go into the day and I-I-I

And scattered showers

And whistling wind

They will come knocking

So let 'em in

And I-I-I go into the day and I-I-I

What was calling was not coming

What was coming would not cry

To the goal it keeps on growing

Into the day and I-I-I

What was shining was not shown

What was showing would not shine

So it all got up and growing

Into the day and I-I-I

Go into the day and I-I-I

On sandy shoreline

The moon is full

So feel it pulling

And feel the pull

I-I-I go into the day and I-I-I

A vein that pulses

A beat that bleeds

So what what convulses

Will know its needs

I-I-I go into the day and I-I-I

What was calling was not coming

What was coming would not cry

So it all got up and going

Into the day and I-I-I

What was shining was not shown

What was showing would not shine

So the goal that keeps on growing

Goes into the day and I-I-I

Go into the day and I-I-I

Go into the day and I-I-I

Go into the day and I-I-I

Laa-la-la-la-laa

Laa-la-la-la-laa-yaa

Laa-la-la-la-laa-yaa

Laa-la-la-la-laa-yaa

Laa-la-la-la-laa