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Richard Shindell - There Goes Mavis lyrics
The beach at Newcomb Hollow 
 The last days of August 
 The other side of low tide 
 The sun is high, the sun is high 
 We're kneeling in the wet sand 
 Stopping up a wall breach 
 Quick, before the next wave 
 Rushes in, rushes in 
 The mote around the castle 
 Is filling up with water 
 But hope springs eternal 
 All hands ready â" here it comes 
 Behind us in the crowd 
 Some kind of commotion 
 A little girl is shouting 
 Fly away! Fly away! 
 But we pay no attention 
 The castle is in danger 
 The ramparts are sinking 
 We dig on, we dig on 
 Then out of the blue 
 There's an orange canary 
 On our driftwood flagpole 
 Shovels down Boys! â" step away 
 The little girl comes running Richard Shindell - There Goes Mavis - http://motolyrics.com/richard-shindell/there-goes-mavis-lyrics.html
 She can't be more than seven 
 Her mother is behind her 
With a cage, with a cage 
 And her mother is explaining 
 Baby, it's just too far 
 And she'll never survive here 
 On her own, on her own 
 But the little girl's not listening 
 She's talking to the bird 
 Mavis you can trust me 
 Now's your big chance 
 Fly away! 
 If Mavis has been listening 
 She isn't letting on 
 We're all just waiting 
 No one moves, no one moves 
 And then comes the wave 
 Swamping the castle 
 No one is watching 
 When it falls, when it falls 
 We're following the progress 
 Of a little bolt of orange 
 On the long horizon 
 There goes Mavis 
 There goes Mavis












