verse 1 Counting twos, counting fours When you're feeling soft treading ever so kindly Break it off, break it off When you see it glow, and you're thinking it's ripened À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your feet, and you know it's me waving Scattered brains, scattered grains Counting dandelions and the parks they're ripen Counting threes, counting fives See the beaucoup view and the merry go rounding Spin your arms, spin your eyes êtes vous ma fleuri, ever carefully breezing Look how we live, look how we laugh Feel the bellowing and the bath in flexing Let it drop, and let it bounce Counting melodies, and the gravity breathing verse 2: Counting twos, counting fours When you're feeling slow treading ever so finely cut it off, cut it off When you see it grow, and you're thinking it's bolting À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure When you lift your soles, and you know it's me smiling Scattered rains, scattered rains Counting buttercups and the melodies ripen Counting threes, counting fives To the figure eight and the cherry go rounding Spin your arms, spin your eyes êtes vous ma fleuri, ever carefully breezing Look how we live, look how we laugh Feel the bellowing and the bath in flexing Let it drop, and let it bounce Counting melodies, and the gravity breathing