[00:00.74]The image of the poet's in the breeze
[00:36.90]Canadian geese are flying above the trees
[00:44.54]A mist is hanging gently on the lake
[00:51.86]My house is very beautiful at night
[00:58.49]My friend and teacher occupies a spare room
[01:07.12]He's dead, at peace at last the wandering jew
[01:14.61]Other friends had put stones on his grave
[01:19.14]He was the first great man that i had ever met
[01:19.39]Sylvia and i got out our ouija board
[01:19.66]To dial a spirit, across the room it soared
[01:20.31]We were happy and amazed at what we saw
[01:26.88]Blazing stood the proud and regal name delmore
[01:34.38]Delmore, i missed all your funny ways
[01:38.96]I missed your jokes and the brilliant things you said
[01:50.50]My dedalus to your bloom, was such a perfect wit
[01:56.84]And to find you in my house makes things perfect
[02:02.60]I really got a lucky life
[02:11.65]My writing, my motorcycle and my wife
[02:19.73]And to top it all off a spirit of pure poetry
[02:27.36]Is living in this stone and wood house with me
[02:33.79]The image of the poet's in the breeze
[02:41.73]Canadian geese are flying above the trees
[02:50.14]A mist is hanging gently on the lake
[02:57.64]Our house is very beautiful at night
[03:04.27]Our house is very beautiful at night
[03:11.97]Our house is very beautiful at night
[03:20.41]Our house is very beautiful at night
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