Allan Edwall credited as playing...
August
- August: You can't ask for much here in life. I've seen a thing or two. I've seen my kids pass on. Like butter on a griddle, just a sizzle - then it's gone.
- August: [singing] I went to the church in my time of need, And knocked on the door, the sexton to see, Please open your door to a suffering soul, And say a few words to make me whole, A few words to make me whole, The vicar's away, off to christen a babe, And soon he's due to lay a man in a grave, There's comfort for them that's born or passed on, But there's nary a word for a soul so forlorn, Nary a word for a soul so forlorn...