Ease Yourself And Glide

She likes to climb into the attic room
 To see what she might find
 There might be something she left behind
 Finds a picture in a quiet place
 A dream as clear as the night
 The picture apparently is from some time gone by
 I can hear
 The angels sing
 When you smile
 He wears a white carnation
 But the suit don't seem to fit
 All the people standing on the steps seem to smile through their teeth
 Could be 20 more years later
 We're so tired from the game
 But she knows we'll play it just the same
 Take the cards the way they lay
 Ease yourself and glide
 Ride onto the coming tide
 Catch a fever 'fore it gets too high to subside
 (Ease in) ease yourself and glide
 Ride onto the coming tide
 Catch a fever 'fore it gets too high to subside