Hello, I have come from heaven. Down, all these things. My angel wings. Hold to them tight. . Time for you to wake. Sleep, sleep, sleepy head. . Right, to a place of mercy.
Lucy came to the timberline. Climbed up on to Rainier and. Looked out over Washington. Swore she could see the apple trees. . And she said, "Oh I never wanna leave.
She came in from stormy weather. And asked her friend to be there with her. When she slid down Cupid's bow. Oh, lookin' fine that day. . I had a dream that we were lovers.
A cloaking robe of elvenkind. Hangs in my wardrobe behind. All the thing that mother said. Were proper for a boy. . And I know, I could not say why. On this summer evening.