Lyrics to contemplate, part 1

[motcid!marble!meadley@uunet.UU.NET (A. Meadley)]

	Speak to me of summer
	Long winters, longer
	Than time can remember
	The setting up of other roads
	To travel on in old accustomed ways

	I still remember
	The talks by the water
	The proud sons and daughter
	That knew the knowledge of the land
	And spoke to me in sweet accustomed ways.

	by Jon Anderson

Ant in Chicago.