Strange talkings I have heard Strange warnings I've been told By whom Made a bed of rain to cradle you Wrapped in words to keep you warm Side by side, in the night we lie Must you hold your tongue, dear friend of mine Once we were and twice we came And the following wind couldn't catch our names Take the lead with your marching feet Gathering speed with every word you speak Oh marching feet For I have held a troubled dream Traced the tracks of this well-worn theme Idle mind Idle eyes A heavy heart I'm sure to find For every silent mind a silent shout Mark my words a secret sound by whom by whom by whom Leaves me cold inside, leaves me cold inside... Oh idle mind