June 2

[Verse 1] Quite in the alley They are quite, dark, and trembling Leaving a trail Of water and cranberries Nailing them to trees I never learned their word for please [Verse 2] The impish Kalyani Drifting through the household Sweeping the tiles Bracelets that jingle Like an Arctic sleigh Watched from a thousand miles away [Chorus] If I could skip this Fretting over inches I think I would Holding our child Tiny, meek, and mild Misunderstood [Verse 3] Quite in the hallway They are lighting up their candles Leaving a trail Taking their skirts off Teaming up in threes I'll disappoint them on their knees [Chorus]