What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun
Laugh because that is the purest sound.
Now is the time to understand That all your ideas of right and wrong Were just a child's training wheelsTo be laid aside When you finally live With veracity And love.
'Tis writ on Paradise's gate, Woe to the dupe that yields to fate!
Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.