So uncertain I double as a shadow or someone who doesn’t understand.
Blatant or misshapen and far too weary to pretend to understand.
In my mind’s eye, I am love’s pauper and I am going nowhere.
But, I know there’s a little piece of heaven - a piece of heaven somewhere.
Idly, idly, please come take my hand.
Somewhere I know there is a castle floating in the air.
Idly I am taking my time but someday, I will be there.
Idly, idly, idly, please come take my hand.
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