Icy wind of night be gone, this is not your domain in the sky a bird was heard to cry misty morning whisperings and gentle stirring sounds be like the deathly silence that lay all around
Hear the knock and hearten to the barking of the dog fox gone the ground see the splashing of the kingfisher flashing trough the water and the river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees laughing as it passes trough the endless summer making for the sea
In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down all around me golden sunflakes settle on the ground basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon bringing sounds of yesterday into the city room
In the lazy watermeadow I lay me down all around me golden sunflakes covering the ground basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room