The shadow of a heron’s wing is on the water
And the pines have drawn slim fingers ‘cross the moon
Hush, breathe lightly, wind in the plum tree
Scatter your dreams like petals over her heart
And he acts as though it doesn’t matter
As the wind blows the tips of trees across the sky
But, take care tree in the ground
Nature put you here and here you will stay
Ahhhhh…..
The darkness of the sky of which stars appear
That only happens in the night with quarterly moons
Bush animals search, breeze blown through
Place their hearts around yours, for the sun will come
Things are everywhere with emptiness nowhere
Realistic thoughts blown free
But time won’t wait with moods changing often
Scatter you dreams like petals over her heart
Scatter you dreams like petals over her heart
Scatter you dreams like petals over her heart
Ahhhhh……..
Copyright 2000 Larry David Nulton, George Brian Ferrell