Comes a Time when the blind man takes your hand says DON'T YOU SEE?
Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.
Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.
The storyteller makes no choice, soon you will not hear his voice, his job is to shed light, and not to master
But never give your love, my friend, Unto a foolish heart
...if you get confused, just listen to the music play.