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