I got two strong arms. Blessings of Babylon

time to carry on



Knd try for sins and false alarms

jo to American the brave wise man save.



Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground.

Where an old man of Erin goes around and around.

And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night.

For a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right



But he'll never

never fight over you.



I got plans for us

Nights in the scullery

And days instead of me

I only know what to discuss

Oh

for anything but light



Wise men fighting over



It's not me you see.

Pieces of valentine

And just a song of mine.

To keep from burning history



Seasons of gasoline and gold



Wise men fold.



Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

. . .



I got time to kill. Sly looks in corridors without a plan of yours.

A blackbird sings on bluebird hill.

Thanks to the calling of the wild wise mens child.



Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

. . .

Near a tree by a river there's a hole in the ground

. . .

No

he'll never

never fight over you.