Piper At The Gates Of Dawn - 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

Its 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