Minerva کے بول

you wandered in to the forest following that shiny red ball and by the time you looked up you were lost but that's not all you confused your journey with my journey you tried to nail me like minerva to your bow but my job here is not to deliver you but to hold a mirror till you see how oh say can you see me oh say can you see me oh say can you see me over here? you want me to tell you a story but i am weary of entertaining i'll have more to say when i'm happy 'course, then i'll have less to sing but there's no me left for me no incidental time of day no wild adventures except in darkness so dark i'd rather not say oh say can you see me oh say can you see me oh say can you see me over here? over here way over here