Virginia Woolf

Some will strut and some will fret
See this an hour on the stage
Others will not but they'll sweat
In their hopelessness in their rage
We're all the same men of anger
And the women of the pageThey published your diary
And that's how I got to know you
The key to the room of your own
And a mind without endAnd here's a young girl
On a kind of a telephone line through time
And the voice at the other end
Comes like a long lost friendSo I know I'm alright
Life will come and life will go
Still I feel it's alright
'Cause I just got a letter to my soulAnd when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue
Empty pages for the no longer young
The apathy of time laughs in my face
You say "Each life has it's place"The hatches were battened
The thunder clouds rolled and the critics stormed
The battle surrounded the white flag of your youth
If you need to know that you weathered the storm
Of cruel mortality
A hundred years later I'm sittin' here living proofSo you know you're alright
(Life will come and go)
Life will come and life will go
Still you'll feel it's alright
(Someone gets your soul)
Someone'll get a letter to your soulWhen your whole life is on the tip of your tongue
Empty pages for the no longer young
The apathy of time laughed in your face
Did you hear me say "Each life has its place"?The place where you hold me
Is dark in a pocket of truth
The moon had swallowed the sun
And the light of the earthAnd so it was for you
When the river eclipsed your life
And sent your soul like a message
In a bottle to me
And it was my rebirthSo we know we're alright
Though life will come, life will go
Still you'll feel it's alright
(Someone gets your soul)
Someone'll will get a letter to your soul(An' when my whole life is on the tip of my tongue)
An' when you know you're alright
And you feel you're alright
(Empty pages for the no longer young)
You'll say dry our eyes
(You said)(And you said)
And you feelin' dry your eyes
(Each life has it's place)
You know it's all right
(It'll be alright)
And it's all riiight