those thoughts did come to me 
like passing through a dream 
birds travel gracefully, gifts from a foreign sea 
pleasures from other lands 
pictures from distant sands 
it never came to be, she never came to me 
behold! the moderne man 
with his untutored mind 
while clothe him in the front, leaves barren his behind 
i dont want to live that way 
i dont want to live that life 
i cannot live that way, id rather die 
love speaks to me in so many ways 
while life travels through me in waves