[Intro] [acoustic guitar, soft cello] [Verse 1] Three summer days beneath an open sky Touch has a memory and so do I Nothing becomes real till it’s been lived Nothing becomes real till it’s been lived [Chorus] Let your mind be a thoroughfare Let the light come through A thing of beauty lingers there I have so much of you [Verse 2] Give me books and wine and open air A little music drifting everywhere I want a brighter word than bright I want a brighter word than bright [Chorus] Let your mind be a thoroughfare Let the light come through A thing of beauty lingers there I have so much of you [Bridge] [sparse, intimate, strings swell] The unheard melodies are sweeter The unheard melodies are sweet The poetry of the earth Is never dead [Outro] [fading, soft harmonies] I have so much of you I have so much of you
