Campana

Breaking ​the ​bread
Ringing ​the ​bell
Mowing ​the ​lawn
And ​singing ​so ​well:
My ​old ​campana

Through ​three ​cornered ​leek
And ​cow ​parsley ​scent
Past ​crooked ​old ​graves
And ​sweet ​wrappers ​went
My ​old ​campana

And ​I ​dreamt ​I ​was ​you
As ​you ​walked ​under ​and ​through
The ​dripping ​rhododendrons
You ​were ​wearing ​your ​bright ​yellow ​coat
And ​your ​heart ​beat ​was ​true

“Three ​to ​four!”
“Five ​to ​three!”
The ​floorboards ​creak
Hold ​the ​sally ​firmly
My ​old ​campana

If ​you ​rest ​it ​wrong
And ​you ​break ​the ​stay
You’d ​better ​drop
The ​rope ​and ​pray
My ​old ​campana

And ​I ​dreamt ​I ​was ​you
As you walked under and through
The dripping rhododendrons
You were wearing your bright yellow coat
And your heart beat was true

Would ​I ​rather ​be
A ​hunted ​fox
Or ​a ​dairy ​cow
In ​a ​six ​foot ​box?
My ​old ​campana

Am ​I ​a ​meteor
Or ​an ​asteroid?
An ​animal
Or ​an ​android?
​My ​old ​campana

And ​I ​dreamt ​I ​was ​you
As ​you ​walked ​under ​and ​through
The ​dripping ​rhododendrons
You ​were ​wearing ​your ​bright ​yellow ​coat
And ​your ​heart ​beat ​was ​true, true, true!

I ​used ​to ​write ​riddles
Not ​anymore!
Now ​I ​sell ​seashells
On ​the ​seashore
My ​old ​campana

I ​was ​always ​wanting
You ​to ​be
Someone ​who ​you ​are ​not
Go ​free!
My ​old ​campana

And ​I ​dreamt ​I ​was ​you
As ​you ​walked ​under ​and ​through
The ​dripping ​rhododendrons
You ​were ​wearing ​your ​bright ​yellow ​coat
And ​your ​heart ​beat ​was ​true