Anabel
Bring with you a photograph machine
One for Anabel and one for me
We walked to see the crowd
That gathered there on town square
A big parade
The flutes got paid
I'm glad they made a dragon stage
The families nest
The bakers test
The children a mess
And the babies rest
The rain is cruel
And it's washing away the things
There in my head
Writer/s: ERIC NICHELSON, ERIC PULIDO, MCKENZIE SMITH, PAUL ALEXANDER, TIM SMITH
