Melancholy Breeze

I see a man on a house on the hill
He has spoken some words but there was no appeal
So he looks to the breeze and hears the birds sing
But he falls to his death and he wakes up in bed so he
Sings a song about peace and love
But no one will hear
Oh no one will listen
A cause on the rocks and a riot in the street
He falls away fast and drops to his knees

I could travel on a melancholy day
You could call me melan-call-me okay
I could sing to a melancholy breeze
Would you join me melancholy, please

Now here I stand on a house on the hill
I had spoken some words but I gained no appeal
So I look to the breeze and fear will strike me
As I hear those birds sing
Because I know what that means
I start to fall a foot at a time
But I choose not to land instead soar to the sky

I could travel on a melancholy day
You could call me melan-call-me okay
I could sing to a melancholy breeze
Would you join me melancholy, please

I could travel on a melancholy day
You could call me melan-call-me okay
I could sing to a melancholy breeze
Would you join me melancholy, please

I could travel on a melancholy day
You could call me melan-call-me okay
I could sing to a melancholy breeze
Would you join me melancholy, please