I got two strong~ arms
Blessings of Babylon Time
to carry on and try
For sins and~ false a~larms
So to America the brave
Wise men save
Near a tree by a river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
He'll never never fight over you
I got time to kill
Sly looks in corridors
Without
a plan of yours a blackbird sings
on bluebird~ hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild
Wise men's child
I got plans for~ us
Nights in the scullery and days
instead of me I only know
what to discuss~
Oh for anything but light
Wise men fighting over you
It's not me you~ see
Pieces of valentine
With just a song of mine
To keep from~ burning
histo~ry
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
There's a whole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
He'll never never fight over you
I got time to kill
Sly looks in corridors
Without
a plan of yours a blackbird sings
on bluebird~ hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild
Wise men's child