Greenhouse - Anthony Phillips - mastered ( audio ) ( lyrics in description )

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Greenhouse Lyrics

Hear, a West Wind calling

I hear it calling my name

Snow, on Greenland falling

The ice is melting away

Sitting in a greenhouse painted green

None to be picked and none to be seen;

Standing by a harbour soaking rain

Why must the sky bring rain back again?

Wake, an angel talking

She's asking "black, white or nun?"

Drake, from Plymouth streaking

He sinks the galleons with the guns

Climbing up a creeper chasing flies

Unzip their wings and look in their eyes;

Standing on a steeple stitching time

Time to be saved and time to be nine

Footsteps in a blizzard point the way to go

Heads of marble snow men, miles and miles from home

Sleeping on an Interstellar Plane

Sitting in a greenhouse painted green

None to be picked and none to be seen

Sleeping on an Interstellar Plane

Will we return to find it again

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