For shadow What’s to come How many years Have we been on the run And all our fears And wildest dreams
If we don’t try
They won’t mean a thing
Colorado cabin waiting
Fifteen years and his heart still breaking And yet he sings
Despite the pain
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
If we don’t try
It won’t mean a thing
Bet the farm
And my diamond ring
On a song and six steel strings The futur we hold
Is ours to keep
And it can’t be sold
Pastoral as the mountains Cristal clear Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
All my love
We’re never growing old
Pastoral as the mountains
Cristal clear
Springs the fountain
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old
Of my love for your soul
And my love
We’re never growing old

Nick Drake
Flying Above my bed
Playing River Man
Thin Curls of smoke
Tracing your face
We’re 17
Meet me up in space
We’ll do it all again
Just to be Young in Wisconsin
The Cure you thought
Was all it took
To get me to cry
Follow along
The river bend
So we can try
Meet me up in space
We’ll do it all again
Just to be
Young in Wisconsin

Look at her
She’s clumsy and poor
No one will ever be sure
What is it she does with her life
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Find a friend you need someone
Posters hanging on the walls
She talks to them
When she’s alone
Hey John Martyn
I wrote you a song
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on
Strangest of girls
She never gets out
Sorry we had never seen
The light of day
On what you bring
The world is better with you in it
Don’t go just now
We’d love you to sing
And laughs and suns and afternoons
Wasted away
Alone
We’ll find a way to love you
From now on

Bluest of birds
Flying by my window
Baby
You’re seen and heard
Let’s meet by the willow tree
We’ll kiss and make plans
Like it’s our wedding
Keep holding my hand
I’m disappearing
Ain’t life beautiful
Baby
Ain’t life beautiful
Bluest of birds
Flying by my window
Baby
You’re seen and heard
Ain’t life beautiful
Ain’t life beautiful Baby

Here’s a prayer
Well found
Deep in the pocket of my jeans Here’s for later
If I cry
From loving you too deep
I kept it folded up
Close to my at all times In case you go
I hold it hold it up
To the light
So I can read every word you wrote
I thing it’s time
For us to find us
I thing it’s time
For us to find us now
Find each other now
For us to find us now
Ain’t no changes
That I can find Just a mandoline
And my dear god
Think it’s time
For us to find us
For us to find each other now I think it’s time
I Think it’s time