THE RETURN
(TRY 1993, FRITZSCHING/LOTH) (* Main lyrics by Edna St. Vincent Millay.)



*Earth does not understand her child,
Who from the loud gregarious town
Returns, depleted and defiled,
To the still woods, to fling him down.

The life - the life is all that we have,
We’ve got it once in time.
The life is all that we have,
It’s the one and only for us.

*Earth can not count the sons she bore:
The wounded lynx, the wounded man
Come trailing blood unto her door;
She shelters both as best she can.

The life - the life is all that we have,
We’ve got it once in time.
The life is all - is all that we have,
It’s the one and only for us.

Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?

Forever,
Forever,
Never, never, never forever ...

*But she is early up and out,
To trim the year or strip its bones;
She has no time to stand about
Talking of him in undertones

*Who has no aim but to forget,
Be left in peace, by lying thus
For days, for years, for centuries yet,
Unshaven and anonymous;
*Who marked for failure, dulled by grief,
Has traded in his wife and friend
For this warm ledge, this alder leaf:
Comfort that does not comprehend.
I am not afraid to die, (... always one more ...)
Always one more try. (... always one more ...)
I am not afraid to die, (... always one more ...)
Always one more try. (... always one more ...)
(Repeat)

It’s called the return,
It’s called the return,
The return ...