Art Garfunkel - The Creatures Of The Field lyrics

And the creatures of the field Waited in the silence of Gabriel's departing And in the meadow kneeled Still but for the sound of a frightened faun starting 'Til the owl said: Who raised up a clamor so harsh and deep? The owl said: Who caused gentle Mary to fret and weep? Her window glows brightly I fear that she cannot sleep.