Kingfisher Sky

Big Fish

Kingfisher Sky


Sitting under an orange tree, the father, his big fish and me 
Now he could tell a tale or two with his scales so silver blue 
The violins are playing some old forgotten song 

The clouds of silver purple grey 
they go pick up my dreams and wash them all away 
They're telling stories everyday 
and then from town to town, they go there separate ways 

The shoes where hanging in that tree, close to a big old mountain. 
And in the end he really met his father's friend there in the fountain. 
The violins are playing a tune I know 

And in the end he really met his father's friend there in the fountain