Your clothes are packed and stored away,
My own where yours had been...

The sea is mighty, deep, and chilled
And many are the men it's killed...

As Spring Whispers to
Go forth and live my new life...

A spider stopped one day and said
"What makes the thoughts inside my...

Molten stone to ash
How can this power be real...

The teacher said "Don't do nuthin, and...
But sittin's a somethin now, isn't it...

On wings made stiff by eager hands
We soared through clouds beyond our lands...

Eyes are dry, my palms are sweaty
My clicking finger tired, but steady...

I don't think of kissing, much
Although you might not think it true...

In summer time it came so easy
But now we're standing in the rain...

Perhaps in some life come and gone
He would have wed my sister...

Half of an hour left
The clock now ticks more loudly...