We call on a new day To keep the settling of dust and debris away We find it harder to say What's rattling around in the attic Who's at play Call on the doctor one too many a time Hammer the iceberg Keep your breathing in line We fall on the blue hay Smothered up so tightly in plastic Ice cubes to soothe the day We find it harder to play But up here in the attic The badminton rackets will green our ways Skating fast, the island Seasons mask the island Fibreglass, the island Frozen clasp, the island Under the tip of the icicle Can make decisions too difficult Out go the herd to a new pasture In comes another from further ago White noise of mosquito So many words that stutter and clutter A need to be slow The blue butterfly has shown They're out there with their nets and binoculars Trying to find her back home Skating fast, the island Seasons mask the island Fibreglass, the island Frozen clasp, the island Skating fast, the island