Comes a Time when the blind man takes your hand says DON'T YOU SEE?
When you get ready to vote, make sure you know what you are doing.
Outside major darkness where the circle is complete there's no fear that lovers born will ever fail to meet
Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.
Counting stars by candlelight all are dim but one is bright; the spiral light of Venus rising first and shining best, from the northwest corner of a brand-new crescent moon crickets and cicadas sing a rare and different tune.
But never give your love, my friend, Unto a foolish heart