Verandah Of Millium August Lyrics - Kingston Trio

John Stewart/Randy Cierley 

The yellow window's hanging on the bed across the wall 

Well, always in the morning the yellowest of all 

And the faces of the people in the window look so small 

And the faces in the morning were the peoplest of all 

Standing on the verandah of Millium August. 

I love to watch the spider in the horn of the Victrola 

And the window I have colored with a burnt umber crayola 

The chairs are musty horses with someone else's odor 

And somewhere in the cushion is a secret ring decoder 

Standing on the verandah of Millum August. 

While I'm turning cartwheels, the kaleidoscope is singing 

And somewhere in the distance someone else's phone is ringing 

There are rugs upon the ceiling, there are lamps upon the floor 

And renaissance wallpaper they put across the door 

The house has been torn down and everyone has gone 

And I am held a prisoner on a cemetary lawn 

Standing on the verandah of Millium August