For golden strings can't create a melody. For golden strings can't create a melody.

Oh, the world, the mighty! Here she comes, the feisty. Oh, the world, the mighty! Here she comes, the feisty.

A Girl with the glasses, Maybe it was the glasses she were wearing that drew me to her. But no... A Girl with the glasses, Maybe it was the glasses she were wearing that drew ...

I'm totally broken like pieces of glasses, I'm totally broken like pieces of glasses,

THE MAN AND HIS VISITOR THE MAN AND HIS VISITOR