When she's buying a stairway to heaven
One shall guess, the other shall know
If the stars are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for
There's a sign on the wall
But she wants to be sure
Because you know sometimes words have too many names
In a tree by the brook
There's a song for that scene
Sometimes all of our thoughts are a misgiver
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
There's a feeling I get
One hand to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
You know my thoughts, I'm on sea
Rings that smoke through the trees
When the voices of those who stand look king
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And that's whispered, that's soothed
If we all call that truth
Then the piper will lead us to reason
And the forests will echo with laughter
And she's buying a stairway to heaven
And it makes me wonder
If there's a blossom in your head
Sure, well, I'll know
It's just a spring clean for the late queen
Yes, there are two paths
So you can go back and put it all right
But there's still time to change the roads you're on
I think so
And it makes me wonder
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Your head is a humming
The women won't go
In case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow?
The women are still hung
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind
And the forest will echo with laughter
And it makes me wonder
If there's a blossom in your head
Sure, well, I'll know
It's just a spring clean for the late queen
Yes, there are two paths
So you can go back and put it all right
But there's still time to change the roads you're on
I think so
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
And as we wind our way on the road
Our shadows are taller than our souls
There walks a lady we all know
Oh, shadows with a light and a waltz to show
How wonderful things still taste of gold
A nephew, a son, a merry heart
Hoping to never come unto you at last
When all are one and one is all
To all to be alright
And all to one
Oh, all to one Oh, all to one
To all to one, oh, baby, to all to one
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, all to one
To all to one, oh, baby, to all to one
Oh, all to one
Oh, all to one, oh, baby, to all to one
Oh, all to one
Delivered to the living
And she's buying a stairway to her home
Well I've never been a lover
And I don't think I like weedles
So I went out to Las Vegas
I only made it out to needles
That's all
It's Fresh Cheese's birthday today
And I promised him a chance to play a solo on the xylophone
Fresh?
Now that's a way over sound, man
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