Both the question and the answer
Don't call me sentimental
Present laughter and the memory of troubles you have seen
See the veiled prophet's withered gaze reflect the 'Nouvelle-vague'
No reason to carve the cornerstone
First you're sowin', then you're growin'
Deep inside you, you shall find
Unwinding rivers flowing through the meadows to the sea
Then you reap until you sleep
You implored her to be kind
Where contemplation will spring to mind
Glazed visions imprisoned in your mind
Could find there a lover and a friend to the end
In the open fields around you
Sway me, trade me
Paths of glory through shifting glades to fall
Enchanted, a garden overgrown
All before you gone to ground
Those of you who care
Through the summer of your years
By the spirit of your age
Will you scale the silver studded mountain?
And while you're strollin'
And if you're taken
To the first time when you saw her
Your philosophy
