With Words, I Could Build A World

Always There Is Something Worth Saying About Glory, About Gratitude.

Every Day I Walk Out Into The World / To Be Dazzled, Then To Be Reflective.

And Now You'll Be Telling Stories Of My Coming Back And They Won't Be False, And They Won't Be True But They'll Be Real

I Go Down To The Shore I Go Down To The Shore In The Morning And Depending On The Hour The Waves Are Rolling In Or Moving Out, And I Say, Oh, I Am Miserable, What Shall— What Should I Do? And The Sea Says In Its Lovely Voice: Excuse Me, I Have Work To Do.

I Took One Look And Fell, Hook And Tumble.