Bring with you a photograph machineOne for anabel and one for meWe walked to see the crowdThat gathered there ontown squareA big paradeThe flutes got paidI'm glad they made a dragon stageThe families nestThe bakers testThe children a messAnd the babies restThe rain is cruelAnd it's washing away the thingsThere in my head

I'm mr. amateuron the freewaywith a cupcake And i couldn't flyand i couldn't make where to goso i stood alone with dirty facefrom cupcakes in the air. and at that timei wish i'd known youwith laserbeams and wearing birdsuityou'd throw an extra swordi'd catch iti'm amateuryou're wonderful.

If all that growsStarts to fade, starts to falterOh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Let all that runThrough the fields, through the quietGo on with their ownOn with their own hidden ways When all the newnessOf gold travels far fromWhere it had once beenWorn like the earth over years And when the acts of manCause the ground to break openOh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that liveAnd all that man can hold If all that growsStarts to fade, starts to falterOh let me inside, let me inside not to wake Great are the sounds of all that liveAnd all that man can hold

As the spring is made alive the winter diesAnd the final cries of creatures are long behindAnd full of spirit the village starts againWith one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stirGrateful for all I receivedTaking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earthGreat were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun As the winter dies the earth is brought to lifeAnd a thousand merchant ships sail to findA worthy village to land and start againWith one more year for a man to change his ways I used to feel all things around me stirGrateful for all I receivedTaking in the sounds and ways of creatures upon the earthGreat were the rivers I swam waiting out the sun I used to feel all things around me stirI’d hear the sound of creatures upon the earthGrateful for all I receivedThough winter cold and spring

The rise and the fall upon small mountainWas fair not for all in needAnd I with my life have goneAway from this land of gold Formed from the seed aligned for all that fortune bringsAnd all that certain men lay upon it when anger is seenAnd it reigns like the othersGiving what all it canWhile the days count for nothingNothing that one understands Upon that road I had struggled to findA way of life that was common for allAnd all that runs on the mountain was mineA way of life that will surely be gone Poor lands will growAmong the weeds among the roadsAnd all are anxious for song and danceThat will sometimes get old And it reigns like the othersGiving what all it canWhile the days count for nothingNothing that one understands

I will wear the sunAncient light through these woodsWoods that I walk through aloneI will take my restWith all creatures who dwellUnder the smallest of green I’ll remain no moreThan is required of meUntil the spirit is gone I will long to seeAll that waits to be knowAnd all that will never be known Into the core of natureNo earthly mind can enterBut I will wear the sunBound to othersWe’ve seen many things I will train my feetTo go on with a joyA joy I have yet to reach I will let the soundsOf these woods that I’ve knownSink into blood and to bone

Down to the valley where the fortunes growDown to the freeThat gathered holy ‘round the fire that grows so well On with the laughter when the work is doneIt is what it isA passing work of human hands where faults abound While the rains would comeWhile the end was unknownNothing had proved too muchNo path was solely my own Most of the daylight nothing filled my mindQuiet was IAnd I was held away from evil that spoke my name All he was wanting was a bumbling manI wouldn’t goWanting only to feel the time around me stay

I have been cruel and kind without knowing I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these daysFor I have been shown dear rulers, ruling all thingsThinking the world was mine to lay hold onI breathe in the promise of maiden and man But each have their on illusions to hold onto I only want to be left to my own waysThe rulers of one leaving all things undoneI stood in the awe of the whole creationsGathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays Thinking the world was mine to be lost in I ran with freedom and sank in betweenFor I have the path of wonderThere before me I only want to be left to my own waysThe rulers of one leaving all things undoneI stood in the awe of the whole creationGathered among them was the morning Giving all its rays

There were too many yearsUnder spells awryAs the fortune appearsIt begins to dieSo I've come here to waitFor the end of it allTill I'm gone from hereI'm gone from here Children of the groundsAre making warring soundsFor those outsideWith no care for timeThey're full of love for life Mother calling outTo bring the end aroundWe weren't quite doneShe blames it on the sun We're raised in a townWhere they jump on your back and singLeave an imprint on your shoulder bladesWanna walk away

I wear the wrongs of the common manLying far from everyone and far from restLords of song who play for kingsWill play for servants and those they meetWith joyful mastery for those who have earsSo blow the horn, the horn for common menNot to end, fill the air Long the rains have poured upon menwith cruel unsteady minds I am oneLeave the worried souls with fewer thingsMake the evening rise through theTrouble and the fearForever sounds the horn for all to hear I wear the reins of the common manBeing led from mother's arm towards the endDance you fools under the sunWhile laughter grows and everyoneShares in the same thing I mean to join youSo blow the horn, the horn for common menNot to end, fill the air