The coolness of the riverbank,
and the whispering of the reeds
Daybreak is not so very far away
Enchanted and spellbound,
in the silence they lingered
And rowed the boat as the light
grew steadily strong
And the birds were silent,
as they listened for the heavenly music
And the river played the song
The wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
The song deam happened
and the cloven hoofed piper
Played in that holy ground
where they felt the awe and wonder
And they all were unafraid
of the great god Pan
And the wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
When the vision vanished
they heard a choir of birds singing
In the heavenly silence between
the trance and the reeds
And they stood upon the lawn
and listened to the silence
Of the wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows and
the piper at the gates of dawn
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