mad as the mist and snow

bolt and bar the shutter for the foul winds blow

our minds are at their best this night and i seem to know

that everything outside us is mad as the mist and snow

that everything outside us is mad as the mist and snow. horace there by homer stands

plato stands below

and here is tully's open page

how many years ago

were you and i

lads

mad as the mist and snow?

were you and i

lads

mad as the mist and snow?

you ask what makes me sigh

what makes me shudder so

i shudder and i sigh to think that even cicero

and many minded homer were mad as the mist and snow

that cicero and homer were mad as the mist and snow

that cicero and homer were mad as the mist and snow