Long days But worthy days They tell me so But in the quiet darkness I don't know By your eyes What see you there Is it my soul Or else the empty heavens I don't know None do I bemoan None do I scold Nor hand I hold Should I be feeling sorry I don't know Sweet is your song, Your playful song The answer's, 'No' You ask me why that is, and I don't know Long, they call And longer so Than shadows grow But how long they will, My brother, I don't know