There's flowers in my house   And a boat that I might sail   No surprises in the record collection   You must have thought I was someone else      I'm still afraid to get lost   In a city I might explore   But I'm not afraid to hide   I never quite [Incomprehensible] in my door      In my door, in my door, in my door      Oh, you want to be a writer   Fantastic idea   You say you've never seen Alaska   I really think you'll like it there      Maybe you should travel with me   Is this the best idea   Because you've never seen a red wood   And you've never dodged a deer      A deer, a deer, a deer   A deer, a deer, my dear      One swan is deceiving us all   Oh, I for one should know   I never felt myself so graceful   And I never swam so slow      So slow, so slow, so slow   So slow, so slow, so slow   So slow, so slow, so slow