One, two, three I count black sheep on my way to sleep

I can pick and choose these devils in my pattern.

Dreams when I wake up, I am smiling

Now I will not change my mind

I will remember the trouble in my brother's

Today we don't cry, we love the sun

It's okay, we don't cry we love the southern sky it's okay, we don't cry

We love the southern sky it's okay, we don't cry we love the southern sky you and

These are titles I can hardly speak

Are we bound here to an echo tinted blue and

Let my memory run backwards so

Together we may lie I will

Remember the fire in the southern sky