Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away; They fly, forgotten, as a dream dies at the op'ning day. Rub-a-dub-dub It's time for a scrub
"Who'll have a fishy On a little dishy? Who will have a fishy When the boat comes..." And then he says "With our glasses both raised in a toast Let'
"Birds and planes go Through the rainbow Every day though You simply refuse Old-fashioned Ferris Wheels Are no big deal They're just big wheels with
While they have been eating The rain has started falling, Gradually gathering in strength; What began a drizzle Has now become torrential, And doesn'
One butterfly spies A glint in his eye The birds sing As he cycles by Oh, why should he feel sad This world ain't so bad And besides Woe betide he who
Back at the house a bottle is found And opened in honour Of those who have drowned While we who have not are stricken with guilt And dutifully see That
"This book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence...
Ten: Apes turn into men And grapes turn into wine How we made it to nine I'll never know Eight: Man looks for a mate But fate plays cruel tricks And
Twilight turns from amethyst To deep and deeper blue We've got an hour or two Before it's time to go Let's go see a movie show Jeanne can't choose Between
Do you remember The way it used to be June to September In a cottage by the sea Distant cousins, local kids We climbed every tree together And it never
When the last course has been consumed They withdraw to the drawing room Where the Schubert she plays with style Keeps her friends happy for the while
Tonight we fly Over the houses The streets and the trees Over the dogs down below They'll bark at our shadows As we float by on the breeze Tonight we
