The Gymnast, High Above the Ground

The gymnast, high above the ground
 Limbers up and falls timbers down
 Ankles splayed and all tied
 The gymnast long has arrived
 Lanky, your long sister lays
 Waiting out this long light brigade
 Prayed for snow a long time
 And lazy, it long has arrived
 Through the tarlatan holes
 You've been slipping, been slipping away
 And the weather will hold
 It's been ever so, ever so gray
 But here as we're coming down
 And we're sounding out:
 It's a terrible, terrible tide
 As it lights upon your eye
 But there on the motorway
 Reeks of marmalade
 It's a chemical, chemical kind
 As it lights upon your eye
 Lights upon your eye
 The bosun calls upon the quay
 Compass gone, he long has lost his way
 To lighthouse shine, to calm tide
 The bosun long has arrived
 Through the tarlatan holes
 You've been slipping, been slipping away
 And the weather will hold
 It's been ever so, ever so gray
 But here as we're coming down
 And we're sounding out:
 It's a terrible, terrible tide
 As it lights upon your eye
 But there on the motorway
 Reeks of marmalade
 It's a chemical, chemical kind
 As it lights upon your eye
 Lights upon your eye
 April marches on
 April marches on
 April marches on
 April marches on