have I mourned making heavy my burden such toils to entwine me no more to endure them A lover is to me she is my companion six strings at my hand to
sorrow spells She showed up low to the blues away And it's raining in the ocean, raining in the ocean And stones on the mountain and just like they say I'm just the string
I know you through and through Saw you kiss the flowers For hours and hours Saw you colour the flowers For hours and hours You and all the ones I've
Golden seeds of autumn streak the purple sky miles of amber raindrops stretch between our hands just then, just then my heart lept high beautiful colours
There now, they've all gone Almost as if they never had been I turn my eyes backwards I gaze into my own gaze I turn my eyes inwards I gaze into my own
White rabbit smile, white rabbit smile cry not so loud my lover frowns I'm a grown up lady from London town Yet ever more he sang his sad song- sweet
Once before the world began God was sitting in the sky He began to get some mud together Oh, I wonder why First he made a man, then he made a woman Mr
Winter was cold and the clothing was thin But the gentle shepherd calls the tune Oh, dear mother what shall I do? First please your eyes and then your
Breathing, all creatures are Brighter then than brightest star You are by far You come right inside of me Close as you can be You kiss my blood and the
I was born in Wild Wyoming I always fancied roaming 'Til I rode into Old Dodge City now I'll stay there til I die Oh I'm wanted in Texas and Tennessee
Black Jack David is the name that I bear been alone in the forest for a long time But the time is coming when a lady I'll find I will love her Hold her
So still the green and golden plain in icy spring They young French convent girls in white singing He took the sacrament young Antoine not without a blush
I fully understood That you'd leave when your ship come by And l fully understood You had a purpose more high Then to give a little schoolboy To give
Big Ted's dead, he was a great old pig He'd eat most anything, never wore a wig Now he's gone like snow on the water, goodbye He was getting old so the
Deep in the hollow jail, sleeps Lord Randall The mixed voices speak of bread and of sheets that were Scarlet and blue are at his head His heart like a
You used to lie out in some Persian garden You strode cat lithe the streets of New York You saw me silent eyed aching in the front row Heart of fire
Now you may have observed if you walk into a wall You get a certain sensation of reality When you take a look through your memory book You may perceive
A strange thought just crossed my mind paid the rains back in kind 'T was the thought of sweet May coming on The days are running so slow, my heart is