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(Diane Berglund/Jim Phillips)

Just a lot of folk
Sittin' 'round the fire warming
Singing all the songs
Memory won't deny
Just a lot of fools
Sittin'
the price
Just call it by the name
Unlock the gate to paradise
It's time to stop the game

Now can we fly with broken wings
Realize we're strong like
Christ-child, blood-warm current sends to touch the skies. 
El Niño. 
El Niño.

Bathing in uncertainty, another age 
seems to wing from T.V. screens in
Oh babe
Why no I'll take
Just a little bit more
Just a little bit more
And time
Time goes
Time goes slowly by
When I know that it can fly
skinny? A shade too fat? 
Mmm, my friend the cat knows all about that 
Am I happy? 
(Here I sit, here I sit) 
Just a little sad 
(Looking for a warming
Now it's too late (now it's too late)
To come back...

To the kitchen
To my room
To the warming light
Of the 'goodnight moon'

Little by little
getting harder day by day

Everything I read global warming going green
I don't know what all this means but it seems to be saying

[Chorus]

Wake up
skinny? A shade too fat?
My friend the cat knows all about that
Am I happy? Just a little sad
(Here I sit, here I sit)
(Looking for a warming smile in
not a fire drill
All she needs is a little attention
Can you give her just a little attention?
Oh, it's easy to walk away
But it's getting harder day by
But it's getting harder day by day

Everything I read
'Global warming', 'going green'
I don't know what all this means
But it seems to be saying
the sky
Side by side we're soaring high

We're riding through the summer night
On visionary wings of light
We're melting deep inside
To everlasting
And every night she would say
Help my boy began
Take the lord by the hand

Let the little boy sing
Got a feeling that takes you home
Got a melody of his
There's peanut dust and corn husk drifting through the air tonight
The marching band's warming up under the football lights
There's tractor
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby,
Now I've never been in with the fast crowd
I've never been closer than just a little over the line
I know those nights I'd find great temptations
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby,
hands by this little light of mine
But now I know it's time
Time to come in from the cold
Fight fire with fire, come fan the flame
Come stir up these
And you're with me tonight
Dec 25

Warming up by the fire
As the night is slowly fading
And it all feels right
After all the time we waited
Yeah it
There's nothing can harm you
With mama and daddy
Standing by

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Then you spread your wings
And fly
I know?
Fool that I was
Little by little, I learned
My friends were dismayed
To see my betrayed
But they knew they could never tell me

What
of the hearing flower
Has put aside the laugh dancing flame
No longer warming the wings
Of their fluttering dust angel mistress
The petals have closed for this
Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking
So hush, little baby don't
The wind is ruthless
The trees shake angry fingers at the sky
The people hunch their shoulders
Hold their collars over their ears and run by
the night closes in
I'm drifting and I can't find a friend
On the wings of the angels I'm saved by her love
The little things my baby does
The little
ain't nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
And you'll spread your wings