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There was once a man who couldn't do much
Every time he reached he couldn't touch
Everything he said was so much wind
So he'd just stand around and listen in
He heard song-talking people, people-talking song
Singing people talk, talking people sing
All those people talking and singing
'Bout all those things
He heard everything that people have done
But when you've heard them all you've just heard one
So he began to listen all around
To a wider spectrum of sound
He heard thud, bang, a beep beep click
Boom chucka yucka yucka work tink tink
Boing buzz honk a ding ding
Crump a bump a bib a brag a ring a ling a ling
When he'd done heard all that was to do here
He began to search for something new here
There's more silent things than that sound something
So he listened to the shades of nothing
He heard rocks, sky, sun, eyes
Wood, water, earth and the time flying by
Skin and grass but not so fast
The sweet sound of love
But things began to get a little bit weird
What he heard no one had ever heard here
Since silent sounds more or less the same
His mind played a silent little game
He heard rocks in the sky, sun in his eyes
Wood, water, earth and the time flying by
Skin of the grass and when he heard love
Honey ran out of his ear