Love Song of the Wind

Down from the hills through the trees by the brook
Seeking each brush filled cranny and nook
Old church yards sleeping bones
In dusty peace alone

Every breath you breathed
Was of me my love for yours
Though sad sighs the wind to the gray bleakened sky
With me your heir shall you fly

Come old man worry no more
Put your foot outside your door
Every breath you ever breathed
Was of me my love for yours

Fond Auld Lang Zynes hold I in store
The bad shall you fear no more
Lost in the charms of ageless lore
Where the clarion waters roar

Icy trinkles and tinkle clinkles
crystal trinkets implore
Every breath you ever breathed
Of me sweet love I adore

We will see the dying leaves
Their every breath of me and yours
Come old man put your foot out your door
I am that ancient poet of yore

(Nature has always been the greatest poet,
while i live in a fool's paradise, writing
about how I think things ought to be
instead of how things really are.)







Down from the hill through the trees by the brook
Seeking the brush filled crannies and nooks
Past church yards filled with sleeping bones
To their dusty peace left alone

Every breath you ever breathed
Was of me my love for yours
Though sad sighs the wind to the gray bleakened sky
With me your heir shall you fly

Come with me and worry no more
Put your foot outside your door
For every breath you ever breathed
Was of me my love for yours

Fond Auld Lang Zynes hold I in store
The bad you shall feel no more
See my charms of ageless lore
Where the clarion waters roar

Where the trinkle tinkle clinkles
Of icy trinkets implore
Every breath you ever breathed
Of me sweet love I adore

We will see the dying leaves
Their every breath of me and yours
Come old man put your foot out your door
I am that ancient poet of yore

(Nature has always been the greatest poet,
while i live in a fool's paradise, writing
about how I think things ought to be
instead of how things really are.)