'It is a sprout well budded out,the work of our Lord's hand'...
The Winds of Endless Cosmic Flight...
Doomed to wander,among the broken hearts...
Okay...
I'm on a giant "rock",hurling thru space and this is what I do..to pass the time..
Story behind the song
"And so the journey of the night decends..."Thank you Loreena.a free download but please try an do some good in the world okay....
Lyrics
When in the springtime of the year,When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew ,Are dressed in ribbons fair
When owls call the breathless moon ,In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear,Amidst the lantern light
Chorus:
We've been rambling all the night, And some time of this day
Now returning back again ,We bring a garland gay
Who will go down to those shady groves,And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms, In the springtime of the year
The songs of the birds seem to fill the wood ,That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard, Long past their woodland days
Chorus:
We've been rambling all the night, And some time of this day
Now returning back again ,We bring a garland gay
(music break-end on g)
And so they joined their hands and danced, Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends, When all the shades are gone
"A garland gay we bring you here, And at your door we stand
It is a sprout well budded out...The work of our Lord's hand"
Chorus:
We've been rambling all the night, And some time of this day
Now returning back again ,We bring a garland gay
We've been rambling all the night, And some time of this day
Now returning back again ,We bring a garland gay
