This Lonely Crowd

Repeating

This Lonely Crowd


It'll blosson love
and she will awake, said the old toad

It's meant to look like sugar, said the old toad
and it tastes like sugar
their hearts like suns and the morning came
it's blosson, love...

It'll blosson love,
When this new beginning is born

Looking glass, looking glass on the wall
who in this land is the noisiest of all?
who in this land is the noisiest of all?
who in this land is the noisiest of all?

When this new beginning is born
we'll learn again to love...
slow down!
calm down, calm down...