Running my hand on twine for chord
A timorous glace from mine to yours
Make me a melody I muttered mousuly
(Mm, mm-mm)
Perfect

Speak your prose with none to please
Weigh your elbows on my knees

As uttered several times before
Rhyme with your truth, ne'er to foreswore

To be drawn to you is a kindness
Steadly strumming just to remind us
Give me a word
Hearken?
Perfect!

Hearken
Hearken?
Hearken for a while
For a while

Hearken
Hearken for a while

We could sway above the meadows
(For a while)
As our riddles rest beneath
(For a while)
As our verses hide sway

We could say
Let it be

Does you heart, too, whistle a wonder
If the past is wed with the future
Is the now a chance or a passage
Only to be walked upon

And if that is what they are after
Solely to foretell or to remember
It is us who are left above bedding
Borrowing breaths, bothered not by an ending

Tara na, na
Tara na, na
Tara na, na, na
Tara na, na
Tara na, na
Tara na nana nana

Forget your voice
Forget your mind
For when they find a way to wonder
We will let it all

Hearken
Hearken for a while
Hearken
Hearken for a while

We could sway above the meadows
As our riddles rest beneath

I will listen
I will listen
I will let it be
I will

Pararapa (la, la)
Pararapa rarara (la, la)
Pararara (la, la)
Pararara rara (la, la)

Parara (la, la, la)

Hearken!
Hearken?
Hearken!
Hearken)
Hearken!
Hearken!
Hearken
Hearken for a while

We could sway above the meadows
As our riddles rest beneath
As our verses hide away
We could say: Let it be

For a while
For a while
For a while
For a while