Cyril

Far Caspian

Compositor: Far Caspian

John, I'm lost
Falling down
Levels tossed
Efforts drowned
My mother, chasing me around
Thea belle knows not how
We feel so down

All I could say, so far from
Pull out my brains, let it be done
Grandad is here, keeping me warm

You've all I want, morning
All I think falls off