Goodnight To The Country Side
When I see you in the morning,
All dew and drizzling rain,
I won't have slept long enough
To make you beautiful again.
Now the trees sway quietly,
Dancing to a well-known tune.
Now the water jumps and falls,
Waiting to catch the moon.
So it's goodnight to the country side,
To the world I wished to own.
There's no more lazy summer days,
'Cause winter's coming home.
They said you were open-hearted,
They said you were the place to be.
They said you were peace itself,
Pure tranquillity.
Now the sky is always grey
Now the ground is bare
Now the sparkling city lights
Look like a distant prayer.
So it's goodnight to the country side,
To the world I wished to own.
There's no more lazy summer days,
'Cause winter's coming home.
Barren, sparse and empty,
White from frost and snow.
Everything is frozen,
By the sun's white paper glow.
There's no warmth left to anything
The fire flagged and fell,
So I'll put on my rock records,
And dream of life in hell.
And it's goodnight to the country side,
To the world I wished to own.
There's no more lazy summer days,
'Cause winter's coming home.