And see she flies, and she is everywhere.

Fame is but a fruit tree- so very unsound. It can never flourish ’till its stock is in the ground.

I woke early like a condemned man to the naivety of birdsong.

If you would and you could brighten my northern sky.

I never felt magic crazy as this I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea I never held emotion in the palm of my hand Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree But now you’re here Brighten my northern sky.

Life is but a memory Happened long ago. Theatre full of sadness For a long forgotten show.

Time has told me not to ask for more, someday our ocean will find its shore.

Please beware of them that stareThey'll only smile to see you whileYour time awayAnd once you've seen what they have beenTo win the earth just won't seem worthYour night or your day

Time has told meYour're a rare, rare findA troubled cureFor a troubled mind

And the movement in your brainSends you out into the rain