[Intro]
[Verse]
To warm the hands is heat enough
We do not share more than one life
A face may fire the novel - ‘Love’
But plots and fictions flare for strife
[Verse]
The Prince of Denmark holds a clue
To minds that sink or swim by turn
Lost in labyrinths of mist and dew
Their deep desire will wake each yearn
[Chorus]
O to live a hundred ways
No guilt nor shame nor obligation
Each face to plough the fertile days
Fit for a king of self-creation
[Verse]
Our pilgrimage is marked by grace
When new encounters stir then glow
Imagines all soon red of face
Warm to wonder wander and go
[Verse]
Seek to watch the embers expire
In still reflection’s dim delight
New faces - always new - retire
No more their flame may trouble light
[Chorus]
O to live a hundred ways
No guilt nor shame nor obligation
Each face to plough the fertile days
Fit for a king of self-creation
[Break]
[Verse]
To warm the hands is heat enough
We do not share more than one life
A face may fire the novel - ‘Love’
But plots and fictions flare for strife
[Verse]
The Prince of Denmark holds a clue
To minds that sink or swim by turn
Lost in labyrinths of mist and dew
Their deep desire will wake each yearn
[Chorus]
O to live a hundred ways
No guilt nor shame nor obligation
Each face to plough the fertile days
Fit for a king of self-creation
[Verse]
Our pilgrimage is marked by grace
When new encounters stir then glow
Imagines all soon red of face
Warm to wonder wander and go
[Verse]
Seek to watch the embers expire
In still reflection’s dim delight
New faces - always new - retire
No more their flame may trouble light
[Chorus]
O to live a hundred ways
No guilt nor shame nor obligation
Each face to plough the fertile days
Fit for a king of self-creation
[Outro]