[00:00.183]Ease Yourself And Glide -Parsley Sound
[00:02.59]Written by ：Phillip Davies
[00:41.115]She likes to climb into the attic room
[00:46.46]To see what she might find
[00:51.943]Might be something
[00:55.346]She left behind
[01:03.405]Finds a picture in a quiet place
[01:08.243]Like a dream as clear as the night
[01:13.988]The picture apparantly's from some time gone by
[01:24.861]I can hear the angels sing when you smile
[01:46.780]He wears a white carnation
[01:50.289]But the suit don't seem to fit
[01:57.267]All the people standing on the steps
[02:00.285]Seem to smile through their teeth
[02:08.765]Could be twenty more years later
[02:13.131]And we're so tired from the game
[02:18.497]But she knows we'll play it just the same
[02:22.963]Take the cards away
[02:30.548]Ease yourself and glide
[02:35.795]Ride on to the coming tide
[02:41.186]Catch a fever before it gets too high to subside
[02:50.734]Ease yourself and glide
[02:57.394]Ride on to the coming tide
[03:02.655]Catch a fever before it gets too high to subside