The Gymnast, High Above the Ground - The Decemberists

The gymnast, high above the ground

Limbers up and falls timber down

Ankles splayed and all tied

The gymnast long has arrived

Lazy, your long sister lays

Waiting out this long light brigade

Prayed for snow a long time

And lazy, it long has arrived

Through the tarlatan holes

You’ve been slipping, been slipping away

And the weather will hold

It’s been ever so, ever so gray

La dee da dum

And here as we’re coming down

We’re sounding out: it’s a terrible, terrible tide

As it lights upon your eye

But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade

It’s a chemical, chemical kind

As it lights upon your eye

Lights upon your eye

The bosun calls upon the quay

Compass gone, he long has lost his way

To lighthouse shine, to calm tide

The bosun long has arrived

Through the tarlatan holes

You’ve been slipping, been slipping away

And the weather will hold

It’s been ever so, ever so gray

And here as we’re coming down

We’re sounding out: it’s a terrible, terrible tide

As it lights upon your eye

But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade

It’s a chemical, chemical kind

As it lights upon your eye

Lights upon your eye

April marches on

April marches on

April marches on

April marches on