and the weeping tree grows flowers in the spring let's catch a fly and string him to the guardrail we'll sense a newly dawned ideal of lore and fable and follow through to somber crowns we'll travel deep inside the trenches lost into the burrowed sand castle walls ponder yet a second laughter screen then toss to the backs of the soiled drawers boxers as they dance as they dance as they dance the ring the opal diamond sapphire ring cartoon around in circular path torn trails a mirror marks the glory in the heroes in the south feel free feel open feel daring to dance with the dance with the ring grab out grab up grab for the witch hunt as the tree as the tree as the weeping tree grows flowers in the spring