Giles, Giles And Fripp - North Meadow lyrics

The breeze makes the trees wave and chant North meadow for willow trees far When the red-eyed sun comes yawning Wakes the meadow, makes the morning There starts another day Nature lends her subtle bounty Seasoning this rustic county Cares are a world away The breeze makes the trees wave and chant North meadow for willow trees far One small meadow, four tall willows Murmur as the autumn wind blows Summer was everything Hanging by the minnowed river Winter makes the willow shiver Suddenly there is spring