Serpentine Song - Steve Hackett

As the rainfall

Drums it’s own tune

On the roof of the bandstand

Keep off the grass sign

By the lakeside

Where it leaves you Autumn

In the meanwhile

The hours seem to fly

With busy days and nights

Take it in your stride

As worrying is interest paid on trouble

Long before it’s due

Passing through

Silver snowstorm

Music without words

Blowing through the airwaves

Head in sunshine

Under fire now

Even when you’re dreaming

Crystal fountains

Peter Pan stares

Over the landscape

Without motion

On pencil grey days

To a Door Marked Summer