Cello Song Lyrics - Walkabouts

( written by Nick Drake ) 

Strange face, with your eyes 

So pale and sincere 

Underneath you know well 

You have nothing to fear 

For the dreams that come to you when so young 

Told of a life 

Where spring is sprung 

You would seem so frail 

In the cold of the night 

When the armies of emotion 

Go out to fight 

But while the earth sinks to its grave 

You sail to the sky 

On the crest of a wave 

So forget this cruel world 

Where I belong 

I'll just sit and wait 

And sing my song 

And if one day you should see me in the crowd 

Lend a hand and lift me out 

To your place in the cloud