Songs to Aging Children Come

<br>Through the windless wells of wonder<br><br>By the throbbing light machine<br><br>In a tea leaf trance or under<br><br>Orders from the king and queen<br><br><br><br>Songs to aging children come<br><br>Aging children, I am one<br><br><br><br>People hurry by so quickly<br><br>Dont they hear the melodies<br><br>In the chiming and the clicking<br><br>And the laughing harmonies<br><br><br><br>Songs to aging children come<br><br>Aging children, I am one<br><br><br><br>Some come dark and strange like dying<br><br>Crows and ravens whistling<br><br>Lines of weeping, strings of crying<br><br>So much said in listening<br><br><br><br>Songs to aging children come<br><br>Aging children, I am one<br><br><br><br>Does the moon play only silver<br><br>When it strums the galaxy<br><br>Dying roses will they will their<br><br>Perfumed rhapsodies to me<br><br><br><br>Songs to aging children came<br><br>This is one