Love All

Somewhere the wind is whispering
 Into somebody's ear
 Somewhere someone is hearing
 Just what they want to hear
 Somewhere somebody's savior
 Has finally appeared
 The kind that makes great poetry
 And abbreviates careers
 Love all, trust a few
 Jehoshaphat the genius
 Said to Bosco the Kid
 Come and get it,
 Youth is served,
 You're gonna love it, kid
 Don't get it on your clothes,
 Don't put it up your nose
 Pass the madness 'neath the door,
 Pass the madness 'neath the door
 Love all, trust a few
 Given time I can find
 A reason to love anyone
 A reason to love anyone
 Somewhere a man is washing
 His clothing in a fountain
 Somewhere a man is throwing pennies
 Not bothering to count them
 Somewhere a man's reflection
 Reveals nothing about him
 Somewhere a man's forgetting
 All of this was once a mountain
 Love all, trust a few