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 OK now
It's an honour to play now

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 find (harving down and holding grey)
Runners and riders
Deep in the mind (harving down and 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 3 to 3

Make what you can, make what you can
Toriafan, Toriafan
Back to thе start, back to the start
Bring in the harp, bring in the harp

Makе 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