Bob Schneider - A Fine Collection Of Nothing lyrics

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That's a fine collection of nothing

Said the whisper to the wind

And the wind spent the night in nowhere

And blew away again

And that's a fine furry feeling

Flying floating forwards towards freedom

That's a fine collection of nothing

Said the whisper to the breeze

And they languished in the moonlight

And sang their song among the trees

And that's a fine furry feeling

Flying floating forwards towards freedom

That's a fine collection of nothing

Said the whisper to the night

And the world spun through the universe

And sailed away out of sight

And that's a fine furry feeling

Flying floating forwards towards freedom