England - Three Piece Suite lyrics

"Follow me round" is the cry of the Mare with each pull of the plough Rhythmic sound in the swing of the Chains that are dragging her down And the morning call of the wind brings The sun from afar "Take me up high" in the voice of the Lark singing high in the sky Wandering eye of the farmer below is The only reply And the changing relief of the land is Exposed to the light The break of the dawn is changed by the Presence of a stream Weaving its path through a bed Of green The windows of the forest bring Very little light The sound of river water flowing by Although the woods may seem Bereft of any life No man can see of sin or strife The creatures of the forest receiving Their first light Come out and join the woodland Company Clinging into time of disentangled Broken vine Come show me this is mine to Breath and hold Throughout abandoned hill a Stillness set unreal By image not by two you grew Summer day will shine ... Carry on your way decide at which You want to play Sentimental reason, con, or game? To take you further on would only Spoil the fun Can't you feel it higher, growing, Never knowing? Sometimes a laugh in a show That's cold When the legend is burning yet not Quite sold To the man in the middle It's only a riddle come out of a local rag When they hand you a thing and ex- Pect you to sing To the tune of The Groom and his Flying Balloon Till the only resort is the flu that You caught While preparing a dish for someone Called En Blue Soak up the flakes of an emptying Bowl and go Down river, down reverse, Downing in one below Hot on the trail let the wind fill the sail And be leaving from where you are Left to uncover a scene unseen Though the wing of the plover is Seldom seen I may open my hands when the Garden expands Taking part with an individuality Leg after leg in the line surround All are touching the toes of Adjacent ground Low can nature resist to make Any seed twist Move along, run a long, long way So you turn and resist from this Windy place Oh but is it from me that you hide your face I am now to return to my natural pace And remember today as I walk Through my way But the farmer forlorn And the break of dawn will go fading, Fading away