There are bridges. to cross and the way is long but a purpose in life will make you strong

island of gentle decay time capsule still lost world of its own time the detritus way of life whirlpool tidal races

tis the auld pub on kirkconnel main street were miners meet a jug of ale was a rare treat

for thee fall in the lurking lake move me like morning cakes books and food summer pain knock me down my heart in vain lord take me to thy resting place

Fare to dare to fly in the sky not to stare on ryanair for we not see dolly oh golly

oh you wander to see i bright spark tis a singing lark on a tree in the park walk around the estate

Liver birds on royal towers clock a rock hope st we meet down knotty ash diddy bash the cavern club Beatles past while my guitar gently weeps

Farewell thy fair day to the last fade of light look up westward site sun downward thee soar wee shall meet no more

The ashes of the day in the morning. are so red behold i get out of my bed smoke fire alarms to spread ashes. to ashes goodnight fred

Titanic white a star fine shoe shine down the line sail softly in the calm seas eat and drink happy times music plays softly so devine

Mr plump and mr plimp to meet and have tea by the sea they both stink not had a wash

In spite of fathers sternest strictures sue spent each evening at the pictures you see a lot of reels he said

The red and blue retreat in battle to fight another day will soon be back where they belong

Speaking words of wisdom let it be for you and me hey Jude don’t be sad to make it better into my heart