[00:17.200]A Perfect Indian is he[00:25.770]Remembering him life is sweet[00:34.140]Like a weeping willow[00:37.770]His face on my pillow[00:42.400]Comes to me still in my dreams[00:50.670]And there I saw a young baby[00:58.910]A beautiful daughter was she[01:07.260]A face from a painting[01:11.600]Red cheeks and teeth aching[01:15.370]Her eyes like a wild Irish sea[01:23.630]On a table in her yellow dress[01:32.300]For a photograph feigned happiness[01:40.479]Why in my life is that the only time[01:47.670]That any of you will smile at me[01:56.789]I'm sailing on this terrible ocean[02:04.870]I've come for my self to retrieve[02:12.750]Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children[02:21.220]And there's only one way to be free[03:02.860]He's shy and he speaks quietly[03:12.500]He's gentle and he seems to me[03:21.810]Like the elf-arrow[03:26.490]His face worn and harrowed[03:31.329]Is he a daydreamer like me[03:39.000]I'm sailing on this terrible ocean[03:47.600]I've come for my self to retrieve[03:55.000]Too long have I been feeling like Lir's children[04:03.000]And there's only one way to be free[04:14.500][04:17.500]