Bee Gees - Craise Finton Kirk Royal Academy Of Arts

He smiled and rubbed the stubble on his chin


He sure shall find the weariness and dreariness of life that`s growing thin


Yet he didn`t have so very far to go


With a pencil in his hand he will travel on as planned


With a mere step in the mountain to a light




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


Oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Even in the morning when he slept


Something odd is missing


There`s nothing very much to talk about


And nothing very much to see




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Talks about the place he`d like to go


And you never see the worrying and hurrying and that makes a person slow


Yet you wouldn`t think he`d be so hard to find


Yet he looks so very busy but there`s nothing on his mind


And his wavy hair continues not to grow




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice




Craise Finton Kirk, see him go, on his way


Oh they don`t know where he is


Very very nice, very very nice