Afternoon out

Dream, spiralling up from the ground
Fog, covering all your surround
Squirrel grey is the colour of you
But inside green and ebony hue

Down in the darkness is a world unknown
Drawn in life, your roots do roam
Two centuries old, I'd hazard a guess
That's your secret and I'll let it rest

Lingering on to the life that's near gone hanging on to a dream
Your work's been done you had your fun now leave

Yonder over hill there's a stream or brook
Lies the white house, I request it was took
Sparrows fly on to the ground
In this place that's safe and sound

Lingering on to the life that's near gone hanging on to a dream
Your work's been done you had your fun now leave