He That Would Eat Of Love Must

Ah, I Could Lay Me Down In This Long Grass And Close My Eyes, And Let The Quiet Wind Blow Over Me

My Candle Burns At Both Ends

The Soul Can Split The Sky In Two And Let The Face Of God Shine Through.

I Only Know That Summer Sang In Me A Little While, That In Me Sings No More.

Father, I Beg Of Thee A Little Task To Dignify My Days, 'tis All I Ask.