Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
Terry Scott Taylor
This is not goodbye, life still goes on
A book is open and the curtain's drawn
On the dance of spheres in love's revue
And the choir of creation sings this song to you
Ave Eva!
If I should trip and fall down a rabbit hole
We might meet again by the lamp post in the snow
Or if I go missing in a mystery
Things may not be all that they appear to be
You'll find clues in a book called "The Golden Key"
There at the end of the rainbow
Or my dear if you hear I was never found
Lost at sea when my old battered ship went down
Remember Water Babies like you and me
Can never ever drown
Ring the bells! All will be well! And . .
Ave Eva!
Wear the light-bright gown of your innocence
Ave Eva!
And gather up the leaves of remembrance
Ave Eva!
Then toss them on the back of the Northern Wind
They'll lead you to The Well
At The World’s End
And a doormat by a door in a willow tree, reading
Ave Eva!
Surprise! You’ve arrived just in time for tea
And the door is unlocked with your golden key
Inside the tree is a fire in the fireplace
A candle glowing in a window draped in lace
Your favorite books on a bookshelf by the winding stairs
And in the threadbare arms of an old armchair
Perhaps you’ll discover that I’m reading there
Beneath a portrait of your face
Ring the bells! All will be well! And . .
Ave Eva!
Follow Poppy’s old Mad Hatter’s hat
Ave Eva!
Dancing on a zephyr’s feral back
Ave Eva!
To a sailing ship in calm waters moored
And a brave, regal mouse with his trusty sword
Mouse and crew will bow and welcome you aboard
All hands on deck in one accord cheering
Ave Eva!
He’ll spread his map and speak of plans
For setting sail beyond Lenten Lands
Through a mirror is a meadow you will cross until
You find a moonlit door in the face of a mossy hill
Imagine I’m inside, or maybe running free
In a Secret Garden beyond the sea
Or busy stringing lights on God’s Christmas tree
Where love’s built a castle in a happily (ever after)
Eva you will find me ever after
Eva you will find me ever after
Eva you will find me
Ring the bells! All will be well!
Ave Eva!
Ave Eva!
Ave Eva!