So long as the sun keeps turning round baby
and our lives are going on
there's another thing grown like a child
un-wombed to the world unbound around you
whispered the wind keeps its dandeloins gathered
ooo cool sleepy light of spring moon
all those yellow stars open to be as their giver of light
She was your girl
was your love
was your only one
now still as all things will remind you
stare at the sun for a scar by its fire for life
burn like the furnaces forged all man's steel
ooo Love is a crucible's flame
By a gentle man's bleeding arms shackled
will a beast be hers tamed?