Rain fallin on the ground
We'll wear a jolly crown
Buckle up, we're wayward bound"
I can say it's by the sea.
It's a house that used to be the home of a friend of mine.
Without giving anything away,
you'll find ships inside of bottles,
and the garden's overgrown,
the house is white but the paint is coming off."
Put your thumbs up, girl
With the smell of hot desk and the glitter of your step "