A Pillow Of Winds

A cloud of eiderdown
Draws around me
Softening a sound
Sleepy time, and I lie
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low

And the candle dies

When night comes down
You lock the door
The book falls to the floor

As darkness falls
The waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is wry

Now wakes the awl
Now sleeps the swan
Behold the dream
The dream is gone

Green fields are calling
It’s falling, in a golden door

And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds
And I go down
Sleepy time, and I lie
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low

And I rise, like a bird
In the haze, when the first rays
Touch the sky

And the night wings die