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 the 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 kingfisher 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 sun flakes settle on the ground

Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon

Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room

Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox

Gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher 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 sun flakes covering the ground

Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon

Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room

Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox

Gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher 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