Keysies

In the field I'm a wean, running with the wind The sky cracks open and it rains On my skin My t-shirt's too thin To keep out the cold Late coming home from school Playing soldiers in the park Invisible machine guns in my hands Swimming with sharks Until it gets dark And then we go home Keysies up, keysies down Keysies up, keysies down Keysies up, keysies down Magic circle all around --- Keysies - Gerry Cinnamon