Friends I have in plenty; Those who who stretch their cheeks, Friends I have in plenty; Those who who stretch their cheeks,

Fluttering across the meadows in spring, The heart longs to settle on that honey face. Fluttering across the meadows in spring, The heart longs to settle on that ho...

quiet peace within, stillness bereft of life's din; A calm before a storm, vacuum from desires quiet peace within, stillness bereft of life's din; A calm before a storm, vacuu...