Cuckoo

I never really left. I was never gone

I never strayed too far from where I was

I never noticed it. But now I know

I come out for a minute and go back again

It goes on. It goes on

So strange it seems to want so bad

To pine for things I never had

So far the gate. So far the fence

I come out for a minute and go back again

It goes on. It goes on

And the cuckoo sang

With his hoot and twang

He come out for a minute he went back again

Getting out of the rain

And the cuckoo sang, and the cuckoo sang

Come out for a minute, he went back again

Stone cold cuckoo! Hexed and hoodooed. Here!

Well, I was once just like you

Born to roam and ramble too

So strange it seems to fade to blue