and dwarfs and dragons old Treasures hidden, golden sphinxes Lovely maiden, giants bold Hush, my little lovely darlings Dream on through the deepest night
" The children on the roadsides of the villages and towns Would stand around us laughing as we stood like giant clowns The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night
to them Soon just like a river They?ll be rack home again He sat up through The hours it takes Passing through the Northern lakes Til the sleeping giant
T.V. set so burned out, Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision and possibility? What chance does anyone have when all the spaces are filled