(James Seals, 1969)
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The lull of night brings you before me dressed in distant Land of Nod
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And within my heart beholds you growing there within the sod
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But eye beneath the perfumed brow. Why look to me again?
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You are seldom's sister how to tell my never's friend.
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In the quiet of hope's surrounding where you teach a passion song
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And bid it sing of love abounding to ev'ry hate among the throngs
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But mouth adorned with honeyed tongue. Why speak to me again?
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Your song seldom's sister sung to tell my never's friend.
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In pleasure's garden you have wandered, throbbing in the dust of aim
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Helping all my friends of wisdom, kindling light and answer rain
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But flower of certain's ancient season. Why send your breath again?
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You're seldom sister's reason for remaining never's friend.
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Seldom's Sister
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| Seals & Crofts |
