Donovan Ellington

Donovan Ellington, lived a simple life
Labouring time away for his children, and his wife
But Donovan, he had a dream
Of a new world that he'd heard about, where men are free
Across the sea

Donovan Ellington, deeper every while stirring soup
Of silver and wondering what, it would grow up to be
Yet Donovan, he had a dream
For the embryonic viscous syrup through which he lived, vicariously

Donny envisioned it, as a serving spoon
For the captain's caviar, baby, a candelabra in the ballroom
Giving light to new romance
Just to hold the flame that flickers light
On a lovers' dance, across the sea

Wherе the men are free
Donovan could bе
Should be

Wherе the men are free
Donovan should bе
Could be
Ooo

But, the grass, was plain, in his dream
Shades, of Verdigris, his eyes would never see
When, the shapes pull in, he fell, fell far
Landed there, and pain and sorrow filled his heart with despair
Oh
Oh, cried home
Oh
Oh

Wherе the men are free
Donovan should bе
Could be