One, Two, Three, FournnYou saynYou're finenAnd you changed your mindnAnd you climbednThe tallest treenTo hang up your dreamsnThere are roads on the landnLike the lines upon my handsnAnd the deep ones throw shadowsnOn the groundnAll aroundnWhooooannNow I knownWhat you meantnAll the barnyards and fences tumble downnEventuallynWe hang aroundnThere's a place on a hillnThere's a man who lives up therenThere's a hole in the skynAnd it rainsnAll the timennBut we won't say a wordnAbout the war heard 'round the worldnCause it's quiet for nownWhere are you?nThere you are