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Written by john curulewski

Lead vocals by john curulewski



Woke up in rainy autumn

Morning mist beginning to wane

And the birds of the winged trees

Calling my name



Care less the clouds above me

The wind is gently lifting my hair

Where the rivers of the wind fall light rain

Now stand bare



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love



Walk alone through the garden

The leaves are wet with mornings tear

And the whispering of someone

Is drawing me near



Content to rest awhile

Pondering the motion of time

Over unforgotten memories

Dipped in wine



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love



[extended instrumental solos]



The God of dusk is falling around me

The night air now restless and dank

Yet the fields are specked with flowers

Few and rank



Moon reflecting off the water

Rippling an image to me

Of the way that it is

And the way that its going to be



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love

Written by john curulewski

Lead vocals by john curulewski



Woke up in rainy autumn

Morning mist beginning to wane

And the birds of the winged trees

Calling my name



Care less the clouds above me

The wind is gently lifting my hair

Where the rivers of the wind fall light rain

Now stand bare



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love



Walk alone through the garden

The leaves are wet with mornings tear

And the whispering of someone

Is drawing me near



Content to rest awhile

Pondering the motion of time

Over unforgotten memories

Dipped in wine



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love



[extended instrumental solos]



The God of dusk is falling around me

The night air now restless and dank

Yet the fields are specked with flowers

Few and rank



Moon reflecting off the water

Rippling an image to me

Of the way that it is

And the way that its going to be



Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love

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