SONGS TO AGING CHILDREN COME - (CLOUDS, 1969)

Through the windless wells of wonder
By the throbbing light machineIn a tea leaf trance or under
Orders from the king and queenSongs to aging children come
Aging children, I am onePeople hurry by so quicklyDon't they hear the melodies
In the chiming and the clickingAnd the laughing harmonies
Songs to aging children comeAging children, I am one
Some come dark and strange like dyingCrows and ravens whistling
Lines of weeping, strings of cryingSo much said in listening
Songs to aging children comeAging children, I am one
Does the moon play only silverWhen it strums the galaxy
Dying roses will they will theirPerfumed rhapsodies to me
Songs to aging children cameThis is one