Woodlands (feat. Dave Flynn & Vyvienne Long)

This July is leaving too soon The sky is wearing silk pyjamas, waiting for the moon Sheep are in the meadow, the shepherd bids goodnight I'm feeling like a child again, tucked in tight I spy a spider, working night-shift Trapping trippers craving light Sad captive sunset strippers Much too fragile for the fight Deep in the woodlands, the flames are lying low I'm listening for the right sounds to tell me where to go So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon And I'm never running back to you When your mood tells me too You've got to prove if lovers have to lose So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon So come if you're coming this July is leaving soon There's a man in starry silk pyjamas waiting by the moon Casting Long Shadows by the moon Casting Long Shadows by the moon Casting Long Shadows by the moon