Composition No. 5

There are things I'd never say To a perfect stranger Like the last time Oh, never mind Buried beneath a tree And mingled with the dust I keep my love While grass-stained children play above And I bet you thought I'd say And I know you thought I'd say But hold on to that thought And these words I sing They're all we've got For the time being And dig with me As the music continues Like Orpheus stepping Across the flowing Styx Maybe then Maybe then Maybe then we will find Maybe then we are found