swiss cow bells
Well I asked a Swiss cow for whom its bell tolls.
She looked at me, winked and said, “Moo.”
I said, “How ‘bout a translation before I get old”
She said, “Moo means you.”
Seems like time’s coming from every angle, every bird and every bee.
I’m walking through a storm of autumn leaves slamming down on me.
But you know there’s still time for cookies and milk.
Still time to get the story book down from the shelf.
Hit the gas, hold on tight.
Honey we’re driving out into the day’s longest night.
We’re gonna stay up all night.
Put lots of cream in the coffee.
We’ll let time’s screams find the light.
And that light won’t find you or me.
You can save a whole lot of time
If you raise weeds instead of flowers.
It’s only a question of adjusting your needs
And the meaning of April showers.
It being Friday and all, I decide to buy me an ice cream sundae.
I feel a weekend stall, I think I’ll eat it on Monday.
They say life’s autumn days get really short.
You begin to lose all of your powers.
Honey, I can still hold down the fort.
Last time I looked my day still had twenty-four hours.
Well the milkmen and the milkmaids are playing.
Time is trying to steal it by stealth.
Don’t pay attention to what anyone is saying.
You never outgrow your need for milk.