I got up this morning
On November five,
I shore was feelin' puny,
Didn't want to be alive.
...
And the music-
The music is low and haunting,
Slow and melancholy,
Now soft, now loud.
...
The burden is great
Like a dark mass
Pressing against my heart,
The heart that is
...
I wish for you-
Stars in your eyes
And dreams in your heart.
I wish for you
...