| The carlours of living, do you mind how so fine | |
| When reveal they're just as pale as mine | |
| So climb on my baby, leave the sun and moon to shine | |
| Take a tip from the annals of time | |
| Your munmurs and tunder | |
| Your brother lives again | |
| My baby, who'll save me | |
| From the roots of depression setting in? | |
| Depression might come down | |
| The lesson, there's a teaching of time |