One hundred years ago, in a little town in Minnesota
Lived a boy who called himself McGill
He sat by the windowsill
And dreamed until the day went still
And in the dark, he'd dream a little more
Then, one day, there came along a girl
Who sang a pretty song with a freckled face
She called herself Marie
She said, "Hey, Gill, you wouldn't believe
What lies out there beyond those trees
Would you let me take you out to see?"
So, pack up your bags and fly
You've got some living before you die
I've got this feeling, don't ask me why
Don't ask me why, don't ask me why
So, Marie and Gill, they took to the hills
And climbed a hundred miles until
They found a spot where they could be at ease
It was the highest point that they could see
Rose far above the tallest trees
So, naturally, they became king and queen
But before they'd laid their regal grounds
The sky had darkened all around
The heavens broke, and rain began to fall
The lightening cracked, the thunder clapped
And soon the king and queen were trapped
On an island sinking in the rising flood
Well, poor Marie, she said
"The end's begun, I've always had a place to run
I'm certain that this night will be our last"
But Gill said, "Marie, you wouldn't believe
What lies inside of you and me
Take my hand and we can be at peace"
So lay down and close your eyes
You've got some dreaming before you die
I've got this feeling, don't ask me why
Don't ask me why, don't ask me why
Lay down and close your eyes
You've got some dreaming before you die
I've got this feeling, don't ask me why
Don't ask me why, don't ask me why
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I promise you, this too shall pass
Even if this night is our last
I promise you, this too shall pass
Even if this night is our last
I'm afraid that I've made (I promise you, this too shall pass)
A mistake, choosing to stay (even if this night is our last)
I'm afraid that I've made (I promise you, this too shall pass)
A mistake, choosing to stay (even if this night is our last)
For forty hours, the storm raged on (I'm afraid)
And Gill, he said (that I've made)
"I had it wrong, if we don't leave we're surely going to die" (a mistake, choosing to stay)
But sweet Marie, she said, "I see the light (I'm afraid)
My dear, McGill, you had it right (that I've made)
We just needed a little faith before we fly" (a mistake, choosing to stay)
Because I've dreamed of what this world could be (I'm afraid)
In all its possibility (that I've made)
And I'll be damned if I don't get to see (a mistake, choosing to stay)
So, take my hand and hold it tight (I'm afraid)
We're gonna make it out alright (that I've made)
Jump with me and promise to believe, oh (a mistake, choosing to stay)
Pack up your bags and fly
We've got some dreaming before we die
We've got this feeling, don't ask us why
Don't ask us why, don't ask us why
Pack up your bags and fly
We've got some dreaming before we die
We've got this feeling, don't ask us why
Don't ask us why, don't ask us why
No, don't ask me why