The Pit

I would rather stay here where the flowers bloom and the sun, it shines it shines on you It lights up your eyes (x2) Sitting here all by ourselves, counting all the people As they pass us by They gather all around, stare on down Into a dark, dark, pit Don't go, please don't go But they step on in, they fall all in They walk all over you One step at a time they walk in a line down a false, false, hope I would rather stay here where the flowers bloom and the sun, it shines it shines on you it lights up your eyes I would rather stay here where the moon, it glows soaring doves and falling crows laughter is the only sound here If i had one wish, I'd fill up that pit, I'd fill up that pit I'd cry till it filled to the brim You'd swim to the top, and I'd grab your hand Oh how can I, how can I convince you to stay where all the flowers bloom and the grass it sways And the rain, it pours, and the waves all roar and the trees they grow, and the falling crow soars down into that dark cold pit and you follow it in, oh you follow it in I would rather stay here where the flowers bloom and the sun, it shines it shines on you it lights up your eyes I would rather stay here where the moon, it glows soaring doves and falling crows laughter is the only sound here If i had one wish, I'd fill up that pit, I'd fill up that pit I'd cry till it filled to the brim You'd swim to the top, and I'd grab your hand