Woke up in rainy autumn
Morning is beginning to wane
And the birds of the wing trees
Calling my name
Careless the clouds above me
The wind is gently lifting my hair
Where the rivers of the windful light ran
Now stand bare
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
Walk alone through the garden
The leaves are wet with mornings dear
And the whispering of someone is drawing me near
Content to rest a while
Pondering the motion of time time time time
Over unforgotten memories
Dipped in wine
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love
The god of dusk is falling around me
The night and now restless and dank
Yet the fields are spect with flowers
Few and rain
Moon reflecting off the water
Rippling an image to me
Of the way that it is and the way that it's going to be
Listen to the flowing streams
Golden in the shelter of my dreams
Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love