"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
Belied the deathly silence
That lay all around.

Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground.
See the splashing of the kingfisher
Flashing to the water.
And a river of green
Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,
Laughing as it es through the endless summer
Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow, I lay me down.
All around me golden sun flakes
Settle on the ground.
Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon,
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into this city room.

Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground.
See the splashing of the kingfisher
Flashing to the water.
And a river of green
Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,
Laughing as it es through the endless summer
Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow, I lay me down.
All around me golden sun flakes
Settle on the ground.
Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon,
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into this city room.

Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground.
See the splashing of the kingfisher
Flashing to the water.
And a river of green
Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,
Laughing as it es through the endless summer
Making for the sea.