"Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods or steepy mountain yields.

And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of th purest gold;

A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me and be my love.

The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love."

"There were three Ravens sat on a tree,
Down a down, hey down a down...
They were black as they might be,
with a down...
The one of them said to his mate
What shall we for our supper take?
with a down... derry, derry, derry, down, down.

Down in yonder green field,
Down a down, hey down a down...
There lies a Knight slain in his shield,
with a down...
His hounds they lie down at his feet,
So well they do their Master keep,
with a down... derry, derry, derry, down, down.

She lifted up his bloody head,
Down a down, hey down a down...
And kissed his wounds that were so red,
with a down...

She got him up across her back,
And carried him to the earthen lake,
with a down... derry, derry, derry, down, down.

with a down... derry, derry, derry, down, down."

Lets take the time to find out whats inside
Away from all this wind and rain
The six arrive, the fire lights their eyes
Invited here to learn to play
The Game

We travel blind and feel along the walls
And barely know from where we came
The paths divide the players from the rules
But we're the ones who chose to play
The Game

Lets take the time to find ourselves again
Away from daily stress and pain
Though we may find well not come back the same
That happens sometimes when we play
The Game.

48 years of livin'
An angel in disguise
48 years of lovin'
Smilin' with my eyes
48 years of memories
Neatly tucked away
When daylight dies, I hear them rise
And dance upon their grave

What's that sound
Comin' from the dresser on a night as black as pitch?
What's that sound
Comin' from the bureau, do I dare turn on the switch?
Them bones, them bones, them dry bones
All bleached and deathly white
I've got skeletons in my closet and
They're rattlin' tonight

The cheat bone's connected to deceit bones
And thereby connected to lies
I-love-yous said indiscriminately make the sockets for the eyes
The love bones knock against the hate bones
And fingers click in time
There won't be sleep for the weary tonight
'Cause all those bones are mine

(Backgrounds)

Hup, Hup, they're in my closet now
Hup, Hup, Hup, I'm trying to forsake 'em
Hup, Hup, they're in my dresser now
Hup Hup Hup, I wouldn't wanna wake 'em

Hup, Hup, they're in my closet now
Hup, Hup, Hup, I'm trying to forsake 'em
Hup, Hup, they're in my dresser now
Hup Hup Hup, I wouldn't wanna wake 'em