One Of A Group Lyrics - Cressida - Cressida

You write on bits of paper 

A bus that never ends 

You know you missed the reason 

why she never was your friend 

You jump on all the lillies 

While dancing to the sun 

And the servant wind has stolen 

The songs you never sung 

The rising tide of milk and honey 

Flowing round and round 

Light of day and dark of night 

They merge without a sound 

Take a look behind you at things you'd never see 

It's not that time is running out, it's just the sand between 

Innocence betrayed you, of that you know you're sure 

Snow White has tumbled from your dreams again 

Inventor of a multitude of things that never see the light 

Of day or is it night you're not so very sure 

Look to this marvel mirror, you can't believe it when 

They say you've aged a decade in your last few years