Anthony Phillips - Magdalen lyrics

She drinks the morning air She takes the utmost care She's very good She sets the flowers aright She gives the birds their flight She's very good – she's very good to me. Westminster strolling Battersea rolling by And in the night You will find her at her easel Drawing ducks and drakes, Cathedral eyes She is one of the best You can be sure of it Magdalen, of the misty eyes You didn't think I'd lose you again Magdalen, sees the shifting skies Her majesty makes mighty of men Magdalen's gone to Edinburgh spires And she's holding your life in her hands Who holds the world outside? Who stills the rising tide? She's very good Who weaves the stars display? Who seals the dwindling day? She's very good – she's very good to me, Oxford bells ringing, Phantom choirs singing. Magdalen of the misty eyes, The world is waiting at your behest Magdalen, sees the shifting skies And old St. Ives stands firm in the West Magdalen's gone to Edinburgh spires And she's holding your life in her hands. We watch the autumn glow We take the evening slow It's very good We hear the vespers rung And night's web deftly spun It's very good, it's very good that she Sleepy car stories; Lighthouse lives Gulls crying, "storm!" And in the night You will find her in the sistine chapel Looking down Cathedral mind She was here from the start She has seen all of it... Magdalen, of the misty eyes You didn't think I'd lose you again Magdalen, sees the shifting skies Her majesty makes mighty of men Magdalen's gone to Edinburgh spires And she's holding your life in her hands Holding our lives in her hands