strut and fret

[fledgist]

we are still guided by the words of will

far past the lights of that old stormy shore

our hearts still leap and our lips still adore

 

minds and hands turn as instruments of skill

bending in ways they had not done before

we are still guided by the words of will

 

the message is the same on each new hill

and each sign is the same on every door

the meaning has not changed with each new score

we are still guided by the words of will