Bibio - À tout à l’heure lyrics

Count in twos, count in 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
Scatter brains, scatter grains
Count the dandelions and the plots they ripen

Count in threes, count in fives
See the buckled wheel
And the merry-go-rounding
Spin your arms, spin your
Eyes, ever mindfully
Ever carefully breezing
Count within and count without
Feel the bellowing and the diaphragm flexing
Let it drop and let it bounce
Count in melodies and the gravity breathing

Count in twos, count in fours
When you're feeling slow
Treading ever so fondly
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
Scatter brains, scatter grains
Count the buttercups and the melodies ripened
Count in threes, count in
Fives, see the figure-eight
Hear the cherry-go-rounding
Span your arms, span your
Eyes, ever presently
Ever carefully freezing
Count within, count without
Feel the mellowing and the daffodil resting
Let it drop, let it bounce
Count the melodies and the levity teething