through the windless wells of wonder by the throbbing light machine in a tea leaf trance or under orders from the king and queen songs to aging children come aging children i am one people hurry by so quickly don t they hear the melodies in the chiming and the clicking and the laughing harmonies songs to aging children come aging children i am one some come dark and strange like dying crows and ravens whistling lines of weeping strings of crying so much said in listening songs to aging children come aging children i am one does the moon play only silver when it strums the galaxy dying roses will they will their perfumed rhapsodies to me songs to aging children came this is one