““There's a lady who's sure All that glitters is gold. And she's buying a stairway to heaven. And when she gets there she knows If the stores are closed. With a word she can get what she came for. There's a sign on the wall But she wants to be sure. Cause you know sometimes words have Two meanings. In a tree by the brook there's a songbird Who sings sometimes. All of our thoughts are misgiven. There's a feeling I get when I look To the West. And my spirit is crying for leaving. In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke Through the trees. And the voices of those who stand looking.””
