: Last born of the clan First one to be free Lived inside a house Beneath the hanging tree Loved them deadly nights That chilled him to the bone Words
: Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall To hang in the dark
: Chestnut park on a Saturday night Mystical boys feelin alright Raggedy wisdom falls from my hand As the ladies of Cambridge know who i am I've had
