Ain't nobody messin' with you but you
Outside major darkness where the circle is complete there's no fear that lovers born will ever fail to meet
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own
Poised for flight, Wings spread bright, Spring from night into the Sun.
Inspiration, move me brightly, light the song with sense and color, hold away despair
The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.