Illusion

My love is the ocean, seas of seeing
My love is living and being
My love is the wind all cast through
My love is real and you

Love is all, love is one, love is one

My love is the sky and the air
My love is around everywhere
My love is the earth and eternity
My love is forever and free

Love is all, love is one, love is one

My love is the way and the song
My love is all and is one
My love is below and above
And everywhere love is love

Love is all, love is one, love is one

Oh, mr. pine doesn't wait till after nine
There's not a friend he's had to buy
Keeps his head above the sky
Ain't got much, and he don't ask why

Oh, mr. pine spends his summers drinking wine
Has a friend called gypsy joe
Wears an earring through his nose
Takes it everywhere he goes

Maybe i don't want to know
Maybe i don't want to go
Where the sun shines up the mountain
Drinking wine
I won't wait till after nine

Oh, mr. pine doesn't wait till after nine
Doesn't pass the time the day
In the graveyard with his yesterday
Looks at it once, and he didn't stay

The lonely street eclipsed the sun
Until the sculptor had begun
To etch and mold a dream
Which soon became a passing game
A sad forgotten scene
A face of yesterday

The builder laid his base of sand
And stretched his willing gentle hand
To seek the help, to shape the life
He had depended on
Which fell like rain and snow
A face of yesterday

The man of music wrote a score
For several instruments or more
When they played together
Then they found disharmony
A cluttered symphony
A face of yesterday