Ray - The Mutton Birds

Ray, come out of the dark

Close your mouth, it’s my turn to talk, oh

Ray don’t be so cool

That you can’t let yourself fall, oh

Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

When you don’t expect it

Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

Wouldn’t you say it’s time for you?

You say that all the good has gone

If you stay, I’ll try to prove you wrong, oh

And when it hurts too much to stand in the queue

Go on, Ray, I’ll save a place for you, oh

Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

When you don’t expect it

Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

Wouldn’t you say it’s time for you?

Dead leaves in the wind are burning

Like a dial on a radio, you’re turning, Ray

Wouldn’t you say, Ray?

Wouldn’t you say, Ray?

Oh, Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

When you don’t expect it

Ray, hope comes in strange shapes

Wouldn’t you say it’s time for you?

Wouldn’t you say it’s time for you?

Oh, Ray

Ray, Ray, Ray…