Lonely the roses of Avondaire /
Sing as though somebody still may care
They live only for the dream of living /
So come follow where /
They will take you there
I once was apprenticed /
To a man who was living
In the eye if the hurricane /
To know despair
He knew all the dreams by heart /
Just like sailing in a boat of crystal silence /
Seeing visions /
Of the world / of life within a life
In a turning /
Like a burning /
Came turning /
Out of everything stirring /
And what had begun before
But all wrapped up /
In one great godly becoming -
Tumbling /
And fumbling /
And stumbling
Into bumbling /
And rumbling along -
Sing as though somebody still may care
They live only for the dream of living /
So come follow where /
They will take you there
I once was apprenticed /
To a man who was living
In the eye if the hurricane /
To know despair
He knew all the dreams by heart /
Just like sailing in a boat of crystal silence /
Seeing visions /
Of the world / of life within a life
In a turning /
Like a burning /
Came turning /
Out of everything stirring /
And what had begun before
But all wrapped up /
In one great godly becoming -
Tumbling /
And fumbling /
And stumbling
Into bumbling /
And rumbling along -
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