Marigolds are very much in love But he doesn't mind

Picking up his sister He makes his way into the see-saw land

All the way she smiles

She goes up as he goes down, down



Sits on a stick in the river

Laughter in his sleep

Sister's throwing stones hoping for a hit

He doesn't know, so then

She goes up while he goes down, down



Another time, another day

A brother's way to leave

Another time, another day



Selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon

Picking up weeds She hasn't got the time to care

All can see he's not there

She grows up for another man, and he's down



Another time, another day

A brother's way to leave

Another time, another day