Loving you from the morn,
love you in the noon...

It is because light is faster than sound,
That some appear bright before they make their...

Someone sang a song sung somewhere sometime ago,
The song of which i spake was sung simply sweetly...

Poor friend are thee to me,
For 'tis as the physician fears...

Hearken ye, who read these stanzas three,
I pose a riddle unto thee...

I had told you my feelings.
I thought you loved me...

I dream a dream,
Where there's only you and me...

Too painful to remember,
Everything which came to be...

Realise ye not,
that we think of you rot...

Back in the time of King Kanu,
When our people were at strife...

A sharpened tongue flailing about,
Centre of every shout...

I know a chap,
Dishonest is he...