What Do You Want Me To Do,

Perhaps People Don't Come Into Their True Maturity Until A Parent Dies.

River Gonna Take Me, Sing Me Sweet And Sleepy, Sing Me Sweet And Sleepy All The Way Back Home, It's A Far Gone Lullaby Sung Many Years Ago Mama, Mama, Many Worlds I've Come Since I First Left Home

When I Was Just A Little Young Boy, Papa Said Son, You'll Never Get Far, I'll Tell You The Reason If You Want To Know, 'cause Child Of Mine, There Isn't Really Very Far To Go.

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

Poised For Flight, Wings Spread Bright, Spring From Night Into The Sun.