Harbinger of hapless news cast wicked
blight of sorrow upon this loving breast...

Orange blossom showers
On organza silk...

My Grandma Grey has a secret..
I discovered it quite by chance...

The new year is coming
the old one is out...

I would fly along with sparrows,
mirror the sharp turns of the fish...

Please Mr Sandman, come my way
before too dark the close of day...

Tossing, turning,
hard to sleep...

Christmas time is here once more
I'm off to shop at every store...

Down into the pits of hellish pain
We find our spirits falling...

Black Jack is a betting man
he's a card shark if you will...

As I look back on the winding road
with many a twist and turn...

An ashen veil of night removes the light
as beauty takes her leave and still I grieve...