From the recording T:owards
Music & Lyrics: Jonathan Temple
Lyrics
Verse 1:
That chime of white gold
Not this time my love
Not a sound, not a spark
Through out the trees of green
The greenest green that I have ever seen
Retracing each step with eyes open wide
Chorus:
Is it high or is it here or is it there
But it’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, it’s gone
North is East and West is South and god, my mind has
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Verse 2:
This token so fond
Etched upon my hand
Time has come, time is short
Throughout the fields of green
The greenest green that I have ever seen
A long list of loss, that one day I’ll find
(Chorus)
Bridge:
Gather it up in the long grass
Gather it up in the long long grass (x8)
