fancy me a horse in a hitch   terrain has changed in droves   from water to the desert sand   running in around circles   tally, no synonyms   the minutes layed in thought   spend so much time tallying   i spend so much time worrying      hey now mr. history man   you're on of my favorites   and who controls the history hand   who implements the orders   who dotted off the mystery land   and who implies, yeah who implies the borders      silly, little flyer-bye   who keeps his eyes on skylines   distance to the moon and the sun   it became his passion   tally up the times that he tried   to fly without machines   just a silly, little flyer-bye   with silly, little flyer dreams      i was alone a week ago   i wrote myself a letter   and in the form of many friends   i sent it not to me   a flyer-bye i thought i was   a flyer-bye with no skylines   just a tally of the dreams   just a seeker of the pines      just a better, bitter me   with tallies upon tallies   happy too, so subdued   night time trips to search the woods   fance me a horse again   to pitch the hitch in meadows    with silly, little flying dreams   tallied - steady as he goes   she goes