Let It Be…
Let It Float And Swing
With Melodies Of The Morning
Tune.
Let It Be
As I Swerve Off Of My Fortime
I Shake Lose All The Losses And Flaws…
I Let It Be
Like A Shepard Waving Out To The Aggressive Cattles.
Bang Bang Like A Ticky Bomb-clock
Loaded With Loads Of Dejection
And Pain, Painted In Red Like A Bleeding Scar.
Let It Be…
Untug Your Warm Heart From The
The Bits Of The Frosty Cold Land.
Let It Be… Let It Be.