Once upon a lifetime, but many years ago A favoured minstrel travelled far, his seeds he had to sow In search of giving all he had, as yet trapped deep inside His wings were spread, forever casting past events aside He came upon a traveller who informed him very soon Of where to search and what to say, and how to sing his tune Before the leaves began to fall his voice was heard and known And everywhere he travelled now his seeds were being sown The flowers of spring were blooming when a shadow overcast And mighty rains fell from the sky, it seemed that all was lost Before him in his hour of need the traveller then appeared And begged him not to give up the fight, the harvesting was near The minstrel laid his body down and breathed a long last sigh A smile was formed upon his face and birds sung where he lay And people came from far away their feelings for to show Once upon a lifetime but many years ago