let your pollen fly
on the legs of bees
through the pines
through the briers
down to the bright sea
let it fall on the fields and the haystacks
on the eye of a flea on a bears back
take your earplugs out
hear what the birds have to say
they've been trying
they've been trying
and the birds tire today
and they're waiting around for the wind
sick of waiting around for a win
up at the lookout point
and down in make out creek
love is lying
in the sun
and oh thank god for sleep
and they're waiting around for a sign
sick of waiting around for a sign
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
I've been trying
