I was dreaming in the room was so clear for a minute And I thought, and the dripping and And I said, confess everything"
Yes, I own this land, I own these my, my estate This is my tea I can, I confess
Bend now, I the bend The best I ever, the tea just so release and turn, oh no, not yet Then release and turn, turn then go
Better try again at me He's wait 'til tomorrow, want him to know Next he orders tea, release and turn Turn and away, turn and limp away
I was walking the forest On my break I had this feeling Something was to change
I was walking through the dry It was strange They hadn't changed their
All the were green I don't when it's over I mind when it's all done just the moments in between
Just before gone going to happen Something's to change I know, I know, I
And when autumn comes, well, there's of work to do Bill, that means you, to clean the kettles And the pots on the wall, and preserving All the vegetables, stop the apples Are we pickling year? Yes, you know we are
And autumn comes Well, lots of work to do Bill, that you, time to get the twigs up You know, all those stick
Time to trim back the So next even more grow Does it hurt to do that? it hurt them? No
And when comes Well, start to go Here he is now, into the valley To the market he
Down along the tiny That along the vineyards And lean on their rakes And say, Hello, hello, there Francesco Francesco there,
And are my swans Believe me, there's no And there isn't it's so dark Because it's so dark, it's so dark
I was through the dry leaves It was very The fell without changing No and no reds
Something's going to Something's to change And just as I looked up I what you said
I'm because I love you I know that must change I can't be there when you What if you're
You said, something about the The in between the yawning When the shifts The of the trains
And a dog up and growls And a cow to bawl And a nun nearby to listen Cross herself and move on
I was laughing in the I fell down in the And I watched the trees me Crossing in the
I love the bare I love the bells The in the last sun The greyness and the
And a flock of flew over And I harder still I 'til I was heaving everything was still
Bend now, I have the the tea just so Then and turn, oh, not yet Turn away then go, better try looking at me, wait until tomorrow
Don't want him to know, next time, he orders tea Release and turn, turn and away Limp just go, turn away just go Just go, just go, go