Calendars and Clocks

Pretty pendant decendend of joy

Return the father to the boy

Resent your past repent our cast

We are only lines on a map

Calendars oh and clocks oh and Hickory docks

Find a feeling that feels okay

Find another to blow it away

Who are you and who am I

Please don't ask me I'll break down and cry

Calendars oh and clocks oh and Hickory docks

Hoo ha hoo ha hoo ha

There's nothing more than the seashells on the sea shore

Nothing more than the church bell that rings no more

Nothing more than the scenes behind a closed door

Nothing more than the rich and pennyless poor

Nothing more, no nothing more

Calendars Clocks and hickory docks

Calendars Clocks and hickory docks, yeah!

Calendars Clocks and hickory docks

Calendars Clocks and hickory docks, yeah!