[00:00.54](fisher /reid)
[00:00.96]I sat me down to write a simple story
[00:09.78]Which maybe in the end became a song
[00:18.96]In trying to find the words which might begin it
[00:26.07]I found these were the thoughts I brought along
[00:35.22]At first I took my weight to be an anchor
[00:44.28]And gathered up my fears to guide me round
[00:53.34]But then I clearly saw my own delusion
[01:00.39]And found my struggles further bogged me down
[01:09.33]In starting out I thought to go exploring
[01:18.24]And set my foot upon the nearest road
[01:27.30]In vain I looked to find the promised turning
[01:34.32]But only saw how far I was from home
[01:42.42]In searching I forsook the paths of learning
[01:51.39]And sought instead to find some pirate's gold
[01:57.93]In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me
[02:05.70]And still no hidden truths could I unfold
[02:30.09]I sat me down to write a simple story
[02:38.85]Which maybe in the end became a song
[02:47.79]The words have all been writ by one before me
[02:54.60]We're taking turns in trying to pass them on
[03:01.56]Oh, we're taking turns in trying to pass them on