Winter Wine
Monday, October 20th, 2008
Winter Wine
How you’re always flowing, blowing in my mind
Like a stream, these magic waters move me to a dream
Of travelling with you, drifting carefree, dropping downward through fresh grasses
Bubbles merrily as it passes, never knowing where you’re going
Carry me with you, carry me with you
Be conjured up in a midnight dream, ancient castles dark
As wandering minstrels play tunes of yesterday
When dragons roamed the land, knights in armour cold
Charged on horseback bold
The maids were saved, the dragons slain
Sail scene, sea green - sailing forward to a new land
Treasure waits, paradise gates, for the taking, don’t start waking
All you need, but take heed, remember it pays to pay the sandman well
Make no fuss, for you must - in stardust, he puts all the colours in your dreams
Bells chime three times, naked dancers enter slowly
Smoky room, scented gloom, audience eating, fat men drinking
Candles burn, a dull red light illuminates the breasts of four young girls
Dancing, prancing, provoking - dreams are always ending far too soon
Life’s too short to be sad, wishing things you’ll never have
You’re better off not dreaming of the things to come
Dreams are always ending far too soon
Sounds of a distant melody, once played, lost from memory
Funny how it’s clearer now, you’re close to me
We’ll be together all the time
Sounds of a distant melody, once played, lost from memory
Funny how it’s clearer now, you’re close to me
We’ll be together all the time
Sail scene, sea green - sailing forward to a new land
Treasure waits, paradise gates, for the taking, don’t start waking
All you need, but take heed, remember it pays to pay the sandman well
Make no fuss, for you must - in stardust, he puts all the colours in your dreams
Duration : 0:7:36
Live au Passeport du Cochon Vert
in the land of grey and pink
blind dug playing a cover of winter wine by the prog rock band caravan.
Caravan - Winter Wine
Caravan playing Winter Wine, from the album In The Land of Grey and Pink.