I ride with daisy chains
Flowing on the neck through the wind
Like a flag waving at everyone
Down below.
When I come home
The chains are tangled
From the elusive
Path of the eye.
Appeal to my wish
Take home my daisy chains
Before they become the chain
Of me....
a. Do you know where we are going?
B. somewhere special
a. What do you mean by special?
B. you'll find out in a few minutes.
a. How far are we?
B. Hm... A far way.
a. (laugh) We've been running for ages!
B. Only for a few minutes.
a. It's been an hour! Listen, can we please st...