Watching A Honey Moon Rise

Fields of gold and silver shadow You can taste on you tongue Mm how I miss those days When, I was young. Watching a honey moon rise Walking over the squelching kingcup ground Mm listening to the bellowing mooing of cows When, I was young. The morning fog was lying like a spangled serpent Coiling its self all around the town Mm making everything shivery serpentine When, I was young. Ah, how I remember the dew dripping orchard Starlings in a black wave cacophonous… Mm flying in circles frenetic in the rain When, I was young. Ah and how I remember lissomely catching Lightning fast miller's thumb fish Mm in that brook when life was truly aimless When, we were all young. Oh don't you wish you were All that young again Mm watching a honey moon rise When, we were young. Gathering golden fluted daffodils Gathering ancient woodland bluebells Mm don't you wish to make dens again? Dance with the meadow butterflies Like when, we were young When, we were all young When, we were young When, I was young mm.