Sing Low, Sweet Cheerio

Forget, remember nothing
The force came from the flame
I pass along the path inside
My light shining always

We'll get there first a name cried out
And looked back on the way
Recalling falling down a lot of time was spent that way

But this story starring me had already begun
'Cause I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one

Help me, help please, help me please
The screaming starts again
But the trick I find something hid
You look, you find, I win
While working while the play was on
The play was alright then
Think thoughts, big thoughts, take off and go home
Back next week again

Right then my story ended
And a new one had begun
'Cause I had some vision in my sight
On the journey to be one