Pardon Me

How to tell the story About an older man Who struggles with the glory He knows he will not have No longer full of vigor No longer feeling bliss But looking to you woman For feelings felt not so long in the past Pardon me, Is that a flaw I see? Pardon me, Spider in a tree Lovely lady From the heart of this land The things that you believe in Are of my concern Give of your wonder Unto this worthy man It took so long to find you You were just a sketch in my mind Pardon me, Is that a flaw I see Pardon me, Speck of web on thy sleeve As in aboriginal dream time Unsure of what is fact Sure only of our feelings Reality is checked Society is raging All across this land of ours But together if we journey We can reach beyond the peril of the fire Like the flight of a sparrow Beyond the peril of the fire Pardon me, Is that a flaw I see? Pardon me, Is that a flaw I see? Pardon me