Monkees - The Door Into Summer lyrics

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him<br>From a killing in the market on the war<br>The children left king midas there, as they found him<br>In his counting house where nothing counts but more<br><br>Chorus:<br>And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band<br>And the laughter from a distant caravan<br>And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand<br>Fading through the door into summer<br><br>Well, it's travel onto maybe next year 's places<br>As a trade-in for a name upon the door<br>And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears<br>As he finds out there's been no one keeping score<br><br>Chorus...