Toriafan

Show me again And again, and again 'Cause to see is to do Is the way that a few Of us learn, it's okay now Better and better and better and better It's an honour to play now Better and better Play my guitar And again, and again Give my thoughts to the strings Give my thoughts to the strings It is abstract, a stage (such a silly page) Thought, not a page It's a thought, not a page Thought, not a page Froze on a cold stone Hoping to, hoping to find (harving down, holding grey) Runners and riders Deep in the mind (harving down, holding grey) It is abstract, a stage (such a silly page) Thought, not a page It's a thought, not a page Thought, not a page Ten thousand hours of tambourine Came the cream upon the cream Cropped out the books to dream the dream Booked out for practice for three to three Make what you can, make what you can Toriafan, Toriafan Back to the start, back to the start Bring in the harp, bring in the harp Make what you can, make what you can Toriafan, Toriafan Back to the start, back to the start Bring in the harp, bring in the harp Said I was never gonna learn, but I did it Said, oh, my God, I did it Said I was never gonna learn Said I was never gonna learn, but I did it Said, oh, my God, I did it Said I was never gonna learn