Cousins Take my hand, I'll show you how to fly We will cross the valley road, the river rolling by Open fields, high cascading streams We will climb the mountainside, a multitude of dreams. I wake up to your morning glory Say goodbye to my late night story I close my eyes and count to ten It all comes round again. Miles apart, still further in between Once you talked to me in tongues, who knows what they can mean. The party ran all summer long, way beyond extremes The morning glory days were gone, suddenly a world of broken dreams. Deep blue days and ever darker nights No matter what the time of day, we never dim the lights.