Bats on the wing

In the early afternoon
Contemplate the fact that there is not an awful lot to do
But think about my thoughtfulness
It turns me quite into a mess

I am basking in the sun
Like a guy I know who feeds on turning life into a song
Showed me how to play a tune
Like a cherry tree in bloom

All around us they just talk talk talk
All we wanna do is walk walk walk
With bats on the wing
And vultures circeling
Pigs in the fields
And dogs on our heels
People on wheels

Come follow me into the trees
Let’s get natural and do what we’re supposed to do in here
Like Echo and Pan
You wanna play, babe, I’m your man