The tale i'm gonna tell
Is about the group who couldn't say
Togehter they discovered with each other
The perfection of an outdoor day
The head won some kind of prize
For sellin' way more stuff than the other guys
They were the shrewdest unit movers
Si their bosses got 'em tours ot the countyside
Holly saw a certain bird
But she couldn't work up any words
She kind of lost her shoes and lost her mind
Then smashed her phone upon a fallen pine
Daryle couldn't talk at all
He wondered how the trees had grown to be so tall
He calculated all the height and width and density
For insurance purposes
And the desktop there's cryin' sounds
For all the projects due and no one else is around
And the sprinklers that come on at 3 a.m.
Sound like crowds of people askin' "are you happy what you're doin'"
And at the desktop there's cryin'sounds
For all the projects due and no one else is around
And the sprinklers that come on at 3 a.m.
Sound like crowds of people askin' "are you happy what you're doin'"
Becky wondered why
She'd never noticed dragonflies
Her drag and click had never yielded anything as perfect...
As a dragonfly
And then the supervisor stood
Right in the creek and it felt really good
That's about the time when finally he had realized
The impotance of this day
That's about the time he realized
That he was with the group who couldn't say
They felt so good it hurt
Forget the words
They were the group who couldn't say
Writer(s): Jason Lytle
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