Artist：sandy denny
Songs Title：next time around
Then came the question and it was about time.
The answer came back and it was long.
The house it was built by some man in a rhyme
But whatever came of his talented son?
Who wrote me a dialogue set to a tune?
Always you told me of being alone
Except for the stories about God and you
And do you still live there in buffalo?
They put up the walls with no more to say
Nobody stopped to ask why it was done.
The stream was too far and the rain was too high
So into the city the river did run.
Because of the architect the buildings fell down
Smothered or drowned all the seeds which were sown.
I wish I were somewhere but not in this town.
Maybe the ocean next time around.
I seem to remember the face and the name
But if its not you I wont care.
I know of changes but nothing would change you
To theo the sailor who sings in his lair.
And then Ill turn and he wont be there
Dusky black windows to light the dark stair
Candles all gnarled in the musty air
All without flames for manys the year.
