A Canterbury Tale - Spirogyra

There’s smoke in the hills

And dust in the valley

They’re burning candles now in Canterbury

And there’s roads that go East

And roads that go West

And roads to the sea to see where the seagulls fly

And there was a group who played in the country

And sang through the changes

Young hearts must needs be finding

I see dispersion

New roads are calling us

And though that means a parting

It is not for always

You should not be lonely

How I’m going to miss you

What do you think of yourself

Do you think of yourself

As a lion or a tiger?

Do you have eyes for the dark

Can you play in the park

With no fear of the strangers?

We will not be frightened

How do you handle your life

Are you conquered by strife

Are you wholly receptive?

Are you surrendered to doubt

Do you keep a look out

Are you open to changes?

We will not be frightened