Peter Buck - These Days lyrics

[Verse 1] Now i'm not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales if i can, and i can Marching to the ocean, marching to the sea, I had a hat I put it down and it sunk, reached down Yanked it up, slapped it on my head [Chorus] All the people gather, fly to carry each his burden We are young despite the years We are concern, we are hope despite the times All of a sudden, these days Happy throngs, take this joy wherever, wherever [Verse 2] I wish to eat each one of you And you me you, if I can, and I can We have many things in common, name three (three, three, three) I had a hat and it sunk, reached down Yanked it up, slapped it on my head [Chorus] [Verse 3] And i'm not feeding off you I will rearrange your scales if i can, and i can I wish to eat each one of you, and you, me you I had a hat and it sunk, reached down Yanked it up, slapped it on my head [Chorus][x3]