Piper at the Gates of Dawn by Van Morrison

The coolness of the riverbank, and the whispering of the reeds Daybreak is not so very far away Enchanted and spellbound, in the silence they lingered And rowed the boat as the light grew steadily strong And the birds were silent, as they listened for the heavenly music And the river played the song The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The song-dream happened, and the cloven hoofed piper Played in that holy ground where they felt the awe and wonder And they all were unafraid of the great god Pan And the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn When the vision vanished they heard a choir of birds singing In the heavenly silence between the trance and the reeds And they stood upon the lawn and listened to the silence Of the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn It's the wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn The wind in the willows and the piper at the gates of dawn