Ease Yourself and Glide Songtext
von Parsley Sound

She likes to climb into the attic room
To see what she might find
There might be something she left behind

Finds a picture in a quiet place
A dream as clear as the night
The picture apparently is from some time gone by

I can hear
The angels sing
When you smile


He wears a white carnation
But the suit don′t seem to fit
All the people standing on the steps seem to smile through their teeth

Could be 20 more years later
We're so tired from the game
But she knows we′ll play it just the same
Take the cards the way they lay

Ease yourself and glide
Ride onto the coming tide
Catch a fever 'fore it gets too high to subside

(Ease in) ease yourself and glide
Ride onto the coming tide
Catch a fever 'fore it gets too high to subside