Running my hands on twine for chord A timorous glance from mine to yours "Make me a melody," I muttered mousily (hmm-hah, perfect) Speak your prose with none to please Weigh your elbows on my knees As uttered several times before "Rhyme with your truth, ne'er to foreswore" To be drawn to you is a kindness Steadily strumming just to remind us Give me a word Hearken? Perfect Hearken (hearken), hearken for a while (for a while) Hearken, hearken for a while We could sway against the meadows As our riddles rest beneath As our verses hide away We could say, "Let it be" Does your heart, too, whistle a wonder? If the past is wed with the future Is the now a chance or a passage only to be walked upon? And if that is what they are after Solely to foretell or to remember It is us who are left above bedding Borrowing breaths, bothered not by an ending Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na, na-na-na Forget your voice Forget your mind For when they find a way to wander We will let it all Hearken, hearken for a while Hearken, hearken for a while We could sway above the meadows As our riddles rest beneath I will listen, I will listen I will let it be I will Pararapa (la-la) Pararapa rarara (la-la-la-la) Pararapa (la-la) Pararapa rarara (la-la-la-la) Parara (la-la-la) Hearken (hearken) Hearken (hearken) Hearken (hearken) Hearken, hearken for a while We could sway above the meadows As our riddles rest beneath As our verses hide away We could say, "Let it be" For a while, for a while For a while, for a while For a while, for a while For a while, for a while For a while, for a while For a while, for a while