If you would and you could brighten my northern sky.
Time has told me not to ask for more, someday our ocean will find its shore.
Life is but a memory Happened long ago. Theatre full of sadness For a long forgotten show.
I woke early like a condemned man to the naivety of birdsong.
...you're a rare rare find A troubled cure For a troubled mind
I think there's something extraordinarily nice about seeing the dawn up before one goes to bed, [] there's something uncanny about it.