let your pollen flynon the legs of beesnthrough the pinesnthrough the briersndown to the bright seanlet it fall on the fields and the haystacksnon the eye of a flea on a bears backnntake your earplugs outnhear what the birds have to saynthey've been tryingnthey've been tryingnand the birds tire todaynnand they're waiting around for the windnsick of waiting around for a winnnup at the lookout pointnand down in make out creeknlove is lyingnin the sunnand oh thank god for sleepnnand they're waiting around for a signnsick of waiting around for a signnnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnI've been tryingnn