Lyrics:

Bring with you a photograph machine
One for Anabel and one for me
I'm having trouble with remembering things
So one for Anabel and one for me
We walked down to see the crowd
That gathered there on town square
A big parade
The flutes got played
I'm glad they made a dragon stage
The families nest
The bakers test
The children a mess
And babies rest
And the rain is cruel
And it's washing away
The things there in my head