Once upon a lifetime, but many years ago
A favoured minstrel travelled far, his seeds he had to sow
In search of giving all he had, as yet trapped deep inside
His wings were spread, forever casting past events aside
He came upon a traveller who informed him very soon
Of where to search and what to say, and how to sing his tune
Before the leaves began to fall his voice was heard and known
And everywhere he travelled now his seeds were being sown
The flowers of spring were blooming when a shadow overcast
And mighty rains fell from the sky, it seemed that all was lost
Before him in his hour of need the traveller then appeared
And begged him not to give up the fight, the harvesting was near
The minstrel laid his body down and breathed a long last sigh
A smile was formed upon his face and birds sung where he lay
And people came from far away their feelings for to show
Once upon a lifetime but many years ago
