Tread lightly to the music...

Original tune Words from Ray Bradbury “Getting Through Sunday Somehow“ Tread lightly to the music, Nor bruise the tender grass, Life passes in the weather As the sand storms down the glass. Drift easy in the shadows, Bask lazy in the sun, Give thanks for thirsts and quenches, For dines and wines and wenches. Give thought to life soon over, Tread softly on the clover, So bruise not any lover. So exit from the living, Salute and make thanksgiving, Then sleep when all is done, That sleep so dearly won.