On a Grey Thread/A Thought
A Thought
There are more songs in the far corners of my soulThan I shall ever be able to sing.I shall go away long before they are all expressedAnd they will wait for another life, for more suffering,To give them birth; another life and many more tearsAnd love, to make them open their eyes to the light.It will take many lives to express all the songsI hear singing to themselves day and night.