1. I lie in my bed tonight Demand of the ceiling My freedom and peace of mind, Release from these feelings. And I ask if my searching Counts for something at least, Because I deserve My feelings released. And I've waited in patience, And the time now is
My suitcase is spread out in the road, And my hands, deftly darting, unpack; With the evening wind full at my back, I've emptied the whole of the load. My eyes to the sunset have turned, With a sigh I declare I am done. But the wind brings
I can always get inspiration From a bottle of grape juice or two And apple's a good substitution When the grape juice supply is run through. Do you like grape juice, I wonder? You should let it inspire you as well When your vineyard's afflicted with
In the wandering wood I've come to a place Where the shadows are lifted And evil abased, And my own inner torment At last is erased. By the side of the pool At the end of the stream By the old waterfall I'm a dreaming a
Don't touch her, she's right She's chosen what is good, And the glory of greater things She has understood. Such obedience, such thirst, Is lovely in my eyes, And I promise understanding To the humble hear that tries. For I do not delight in