Gene Clark Strength Of Strings
When I'm feeling high
Or I'm feeling low
Or there is no change
Somehow days keeps melting
Into the night
And there's always light
On the cosmic range
I am always high
I am always low
There is always change
Hear the strings
Are bending in harmony
Not'so far from breaking
On the cosmic range
In my life
The piano sings
Brings me words
That are not the Strength of strings
Firey rain and rubies Cooling sun
Now I see that my world
Has only begun
Notes that roll on winds
With swirling wings
Brings me words
That are not the Strength of strings
