Mary's Gold

The sound of the light Like shimmering grace. Walk slowly through the night, Marigolds and greens we've laced. Like a shimmering grace, Fret not your weary ways. Marigolds and greens we've laced, Take time with your brand new ways. Fret not your weary ways. Goodness-eternal is just round the corner. Take time with your brand new ways. Give someone else the job as first-class moaner. Goodness-eternal is just round the corner. I would not break you if I thought you couldn't bend. Give someone else the job as first-class moaner. You are reaching at the light that I have sent. I would not break you if I thought you couldn't bend. Walk slowly through the night. You are reaching at the light that I have sent: The sound of the light.