Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind  Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land  All the way she smiles  She goes up while he goes down, down  Sits on a stick in the river  Laughter in his sleep  Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit  He doesn't know so then  She goes up while he goes down, down  Another time, another day  A brother's way to leave  Another time, another day   She'll be selling plastic flowers on a   Sunday afternoon   Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care  All can see he's not there  She grows up for another man, and he's down  Another time, another day  A brother's way to leave  Another time, another day  Another time, another day  A brother's way to leave