The wind was whispering to the streets
The brick was listening in gentle peace
The breeze it whispered through the fountain
The clock in the tower kept on counting
The miles were flowing like the sea
Flows through the flowers and waters the trees
Don't listen to the call of the aching sky
Don't let it dull your sleeping mind
As the curtains sweep and open
This is that for what I've been searching
The rhymes they slipped from the sighing sea
Like dewdrops drip from sunlit leaves
In the land of time and open
The clouds and fog float on unbroken
The day is sleeping through the night
The silver ice is shining bright
The light of heaven fell from the stars
Like liquid crystal glassy shards
Shards of sunlight fell from the sky
Starlight raining in the night
Can the window open wide
To let the wind no longer hide
To sweep in through and wash my pillow
Blow all the papers and the curtains billow
The morning light of Sunday June
Is more peaceful than a robin's tune
As the rainstorm stirs and swells
And the daylight hears the noontime bells
And the aching sunlight sinks and swoons
And the sleeping tadpoles hear it too
The coming of the sweeping song
That dreams and turns and sings along
To the sound of water slow and smooth
To the sound of candy running true
The wishing well is filled with coins
The rainfall breaks and then it joins
The mist in the morning in the quiet open
The sky it sleeps across the ocean