The Incredible String Band - Chinese White lyrics

rate me

The bent twig of darkness

Grows the petals of the morning;

It shows to them the birds singing

just behind the dawning.

Come dip into the cloud cream lapping;

I can't keep my hand on the plough

Because it's dying.

But I will lay me down with my arms

round a rainbow,

And I will lay me down to dream.

Oh, will your magic Christmas tree be shining

Gently all around?

Climbing up these figures

The sun is tugging at my shoulder.

And, every step I take,

I think my feet are getting older.

I see the crystal dreams unfolding,

I can't keep my eyes on the book because it's mouldring.

But I will lay me down with my arms

round a rainbow,

And I will lay me down to dream.

Oh, will your magic Christmas tree be shining

Gently all around?