Cirrus Minor Lyrics

In a churchyard by a river, lazing in the haze of midday Laughing in the grasses and the graze Yellow bird, you are not alone in singing and in flying on Laughing and in leaving
Willow weeping in the water, waving to the river daughters Swaying in the ripples and the reeds On a trip to cirrus minor, saw a crater in the sun A thousand miles of moonlight later