A Song For All The Seasons Of Your Mind

(альбом: For All The Seasons Of Your Mind - 1967)

Waterfalls cascading down a summer wind of golden brown
Leaves are flying in the air and in the sky your tangled hair
Petals wear on moonlit nights, they're all the same on sunbeam lights
Watch the sky as it turns blue. Night is slow to rush on you
A song for all the seasons of your mind

Avalanches burying and all the doctors hurrying
Mental institutions and the pain of retribution
All the muddy ponds and dirty sewers
Feed your mind upon a skewer
Put you up and pull you down. Rusty nails turn fingers brown
A song for all the seasons of your mind

Laughter flows among the trees. A golden green hilarity
Your eyes are aching from the sun and though the evening's just begun
You don't know why you're laughing so. There is no cause for it to show
But just the same, fall to the floor of all the good times you recall
A song for all the seasons of your mind

Running through a blackened dream, waken with a nightmare scream
See your clothing come alive. Earthquakes cause your mind to slide
Try to find where peace is gone
Like turning live a rubber swan
Floating down an endless stream, forgetting mental poverty
A song for all the seasons of your mind

Happiness at loving one. Your game of grace for sad eyed swans
And quietly beneath the tree, loving all his mystery
The grass is still, it comes alive. Beneath your naked foot it writhes
Feel the life within you grow like beauty on a newborn rose
A song for all the reasons of your mind

Emptiness at losing him. The memory of all you've been
The grass is sharp to walk upon, the petals black, the trees are gone
Like frightened dogs before the war
You dream you search for just one more
As one becomes another one, you wonder where the day has gone
A song for all the seasons of your mind

On the silent evening breeze, knowledge comes so quietly
Clear blue water from above, an avalanche can teach you love
The leaves that swirl about your eyes may wear an unforeseen disguise
But when your clothing comes alive, you can be sure it's you inside
A song for all the seasons of your mind