Pellinore

Little sad man time has come for you And all the times of emptiness, they Have ceased and light shines through All my best friends take me by the Hand Are they too good or am I just too sad? My thoughts are here to take me and I Don't mind Tilt tour head now Take a moment to celebrate it When I'm with you I don't need to be far away All my youth flaws fill me up (with hay now, hay now) All my thoughts are made of gold... (...en hay now, hay now)