Sing Low, Sweet Cheerio

Forget, remember nothing

The force came from the flame

I pass along the path inside

My light shining always

We'll get there first a name cried out

And looked back all the way

Recall falling down a lot of time was spent that way

But this story staring me has already begun

'Cuz I had some vision in my sight

On the journey to be one

Help me, help please, help me please

The screaming starts again

But the trick I find something hid

You look, you find, I win

While working while the play was on

The play was alright then

Think thoughts, big thoughts

Take off and go back next week again

Right then my story ended

And a new one had begun

'Cuz I had some vision in my sight

On the journey to be one