Cirrus Minor

歌词

In a churchyard by a river

Lazing in the haze of midday

Laughing in the grasses and the graze

Yellow bird, you are not 'lone in singing and in flying on

in laughing and in leaving

Willow weeping in the water

Wawing to the river daughters

Swaying in the ripples and the reeds

On a trip to Cirrus Minor, saw a crater in the sun

A thousand miles of moonlight later