But Never Give Your Love, My Friend,

Well, The First Days Are The Hardest Days, Don't You Worry Anymore. When Life Looks Like Easy Street There Is Danger At Your Door.

What Do You Want Me To Do, To Watch For You, To See You Through? A Box Of Rain Will Ease The Pain, And Love, Will See You Through.

Sit Back Picture Yourself Swooping Up A Shell Of Purple With Foam Crests Of Crystal Drops Soft Nigh They Fall Unto The Sea Of Morning Creep-very-softly Mist...and Then Sort Of Cascade Tinkley-bell Like (must I Take You By The Hand, Every So Slowly Type) And Then Conglomerate Suddenly Into A Peal Of Silver Vibrant Uncomprehendingly, Blood Singingly, Joyously Resoundingbells....by My Faith If This Be Insanity, Then For The Love Of God Permit Me To Remain Insane.

The Storyteller Makes No Choice, Soon You Will Not Hear His Voice, His Job Is To Shed Light, And Not To Master

Ain't No Time To Hate, Barely Time To Wait