Your Cricket is Rather Unique

Down there in your knees
Finding what they please
Some of it surprising it seems
Down in luck, oh no
Finding what you know
All of it is rising below
High in your window is falling
Your cricket is rather unique
Comforts for the mystery
The elements of history are weak
Feathers are drifting
The weight watchers lifting the ice in the sea
The window is clearing
We’re all watching out for the team
Now we’re all unknown
Finding what you’ve sown
Suddenly the eyelids recede
After what’s been said
Sound it out
You’re dead
Some of them all play the league
High in your window is falling
Your cricket is rather unique
Comforts for the mystery
The elements of misery are weak
Feathers are drifting
The weight watchers lifting the ice in the sea
The window is clearing
We’re all watching out for the team