What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love.
And all winds go sighing For sweet things dying.
All things that pass Are wisdom's looking-glass.
The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back.
Spring is when life's alive in everything.
Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used to know so long ago. ("The Key-Note")