Sandman climbs through the etched window-lace
Tim Hunter and his owl race
They unite the family of stories
Sandman climbs through the etched window-lace
The Tree the children climb Grows in Brooklyn
They unite the family of stories
The window grows dim and pallid
The Tree the children climb Grows in Brooklyn
The same Tree grows Cold and Sassy
The window dims and grows pallid
Can the Guitar Gently console the clock that Weeps?
The same Tree grows Cold and Sassy
Throaty melodies iron the Wrinkles In Time
Can the Guitar Gently console the clock that Weeps?
We’re too quick to bemoan the nostalgia Dust In The Wind
Throaty melodies iron the Wrinkles In Time
Tim Hunter and his owl race
We’re too quick to bemoan the nostalgia Dust In The Wind
Fleece blankets comfort a jazzy guitar