Lyrics of Walden

Clark Kent Phone Booth

There was magic in the air almost touching if you cared to go reaching all those lights downtown didn't give a damn for that rather lie down on the grass hear my baby drawing far off lands our eyes could even include the vault of the sky crossed by shooting stars and without moving we travelled all over the world with our fantasy so proud of that, before comin' back we threw a coin in our wishing well her and me we did walk thru the pines and the oaks far away from rumours of the town it was there right on those fields when she leant herself on me that we could properly be everywhere our arms could even embrace the blue of the sky crossed by aeroplanes and without moving we travelled all over the world with our fantasy clouds pourin' rain as they cried our names but not a drop upon my skin we were safe underneath the oak until a ray showed the way back home there was magic in the air