Camper Van Beethoven - Porpoise Mouth lyrics

The white ducks fly All past the sun Their wings flap silver at the moon While waters rush down the mountaintops My [?] plays circus tunes I dance to the wonders of your feet And i sing to the joy of your knees The cold white dress on the mountain crest [?] the frozen tree The maple-[?] in the sky It seems to kiss the wind While scores of glittering [?] [?] I whistle symphonies of your face And laugh For your hair is so fine In startled reeds Of playground gra** A child jumps rope to [?] Reeds and gra** The marching drum They make a joyous sound She bends low with lust and love And falls [?] on the ground I hunger for your porpoise mouth And stand erect for love The sun burns up the winter sky And all the earth is love