Rings of gra** crowns of flowers they're gone gone gone gone Furs that I woven of whispering hours gone gone gone gone She's gone away where the rings are real And the furs have warmth that a woman can feel Round and round round goes the wheel And she's gone gone gone gone gone Rings of gra** and crowns of flowers gone gone gone gone Castles of sand with seashell towers gone gone gone gone She's gone away where the dreams are small But the castles are rock and they never fall And left me here to live among all that is gone gone gone gone gone Rings of gra** oh why did they die away gone gone gone gone Whispering hours where did they fly away gone gone gone gone And where is the wisdom to understand That years would crumble our castles of sand And the flowers and gra** turn brown in our hands When it's gone gone gone gone gone gone gone gone