Will you come with me to the pretend fair today
Where the horses are pink and blue and stray
And all that lies in my fantasy
Are ready to dish and serve out in a tray
The gatekeeper laughs and counts me in
and the jokers they cry all day
and it seems like there's nothing wrong with me
Its all just part of this day
How funny this brain it pretends to be
It divulges only what I ever want to see
And the pretend fair is just a reflection of mind
like a cow that jumped over the tree
Will you come to the - pretend fair with me
I'll show how fantasies and dreams could play
and all that is counted as dusted and done
are just all alive and tad happy and gay
I'll show you the mount which talks about dreams
and I'll show you the river that talks in a funny way
I'll show you the forest that goes spooky at nights
and pretends to be friendly by day
I'll show you the rocks that gleam in the sun
and moan in darkness by night
I'll show you how the little lark that calls
and shrills away into the horizon of light
Will you come today to the pretend fair with me
where the nights are as lively as day
And when you're alone with not even a stone
you can just with the air around play
The fairies they call for those who lost all hope
and the pipers they call for the lost
and the creepers they creep and into rocks seep
and the light just melts away frost
No man would venture here without an escort
It can have its own mighty perils you know
But a dream is a dream that only can be seen
and when its done you are just shown the door
Will you come and search for the pretend fair with me
I search and i search in a haze
and that's when my mum throws at the best of her aims
a pale full of water in place!
