Grantchester Meadows - Pink Floyd

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 a 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 king-fisher
Flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer
Making for the sea
In the lazy water meadow I lay me down
All around me, golden sunflakes settle on the ground
Basking in the sunshine of a begone afternoon
Bringing sounds of yesterday in to my city room
Hear the lark and harken
To the barking of the dog-fox gone to ground
See the splashing of the King-fisher
Flashing to the water
And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through the endless summer