In the garden I lay in the grass like I did it as a child
Counting the clouds that are drifting by
Imagine they were a little islands
Made out of hope and of blue cotton
Floating colony in the evening sky
Guide me on my way into nowhere
Nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere but if I hijacked one of them
What if I lived as friendly nobody in the sky
With a little bird and a lion in it
It would carry me high into the mountains
It would carry me far, far across the sea
And the razor doubts I'm tangled in
Could anybody tell me where I am
Where I'll end up or where I began
Can you tell me where the swallows leave
And if they guide me some
Oh, guide me on my way into nowhere
I bury you deep, little swallow
I bury you deep beneath the ever-blooming winds
And the silent clouds will shed their tears for you
I carry you home, little swallow
I carry you further than your small swallows
Would have done saying so for you
You'll never hear
Guide me on my way into nowhere
Nowhere but if I hijacked one of them
Could anybody tell me where I began
Could anybody tell me where I began
Could anybody tell me where I began
Can you tell me where the swallows leave
And if they guide me some
I lay in the grass in the garden
I lay in the grass like I did it as a child
Just to watch the clouds and let the world go by
Just to watch the clouds and let the world go by
Just to watch the clouds and let the world go by
Just to watch the clouds and let the world go by
Just to watch the clouds and let them look new
