"North Meadow" lyrics - GILES, GILES AND FRIPP

GILES, GILES AND FRIPP
"North Meadow"

The breeze makes the trees wave and chant [?]
North meadow for willow trees far [?]

When the red-eyed sun comes yawning
Wakes the meadow, makes the morning
There starts another day
Nature lends her subtle bounty
Seasoning this rustic county
Cares are a world away

The breeze makes the trees wave and chant [?]
North meadow for willow trees far [?]

One small meadow, four tall willows
Murmur as the autumn wind blows
Summer was everything
Hanging by the minnowed river
Winter makes the willow shiver
Suddenly there is spring