Once When I Was Thirty-one
I Woke In The Dead Of Night
And Heard The Vastness Of The Snowfall Outside
Slipped Downstairs In My Bare Feet
Soon Forgotten Freezing
And Poured A Milk Glass Full
To Wait Out The Tide

It's Been A Decade And One
Been A Decade And One My Friend
Decade And One
Since I've

As The White Went Down
I Thought Of The Child Upstairs
I Thought Of The God Upstairs
That I Couldn't Believe
I Thought Of The Chosen Man
Asleep On His Side Of The Bed
How Green Becomes Wood In The Family Tree

Been A Decade And One
Been A Decade And One So Soon
Decade And One
Since I Stood So Proud
And So Unsure

Ebony Glowing By The Window There
As Always
Fingers Kissed The Keys Oh So Tenderly
Cool Ivory Returned In Kind
I Thought Of Anger And Adulation
And The Taste Of Dreams Realized
And The Waste Dreams Realized Leave Behind

Decade And One
Decade And One
I Said Out Loud

Decade And One
And I Am Here
And I Am Here Still Standing