[00:23.994]Saint Stephen with a rose
[00:26.476]In and out of the garden he goes
[00:29.323]Country garland in the wind and the rain
[00:31.857]Wherever he goes, the people all complain
[00:35.018]Stephen prospered in his time
[00:37.734]Well he may and he may decline
[00:40.399]Did it matter? Does it now?
[00:42.985]Stephen would answer if he only knew how
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[00:59.547]Wishing well with a golden bell
[01:02.054]Bucket hanging clear to Hell
[01:04.771]Hell halfway 'twixt now and then
[01:07.383]Stephen fill it up and lower down
[01:10.309]And lower down again
[01:20.836][Bridge]
[01:21.098]Ladyfinger dipped in moonlight
[01:27.942]Writing "What for?" across the morning sky
[01:34.995]Sunlight splatters dawn with answers
[01:42.596]Darkness shrugs and bids the day good-bye
[01:48.657]Speeding arrow, sharp and narrow
[01:56.650]What a lot of fleeting matters you have spurned
[02:03.677]Several seasons with their treasons
[02:10.913]Wrap the babe in scarlet covers, call it your own
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[02:27.396]Did he doubt or did he try?
[02:29.930]Answers aplenty in the bye and bye
[02:32.621]Talk about your plenty, talk about your ills
[02:35.259]One man gathers what another man spills
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[03:05.796]Saint Stephen will remain
[03:08.591]All he's lost he shall regain
[03:11.099]Seashore washed by the suds and foam
[03:13.581]Been here so long he's got to calling it home
[03:16.951]Fortune comes a-crawling,Calliope woman
[03:22.097]Spinning that curious sense of your own
[03:27.635]Can you answer? Yes I can
[03:32.807]But what would be the answer to the answer man?