In the Grove
The beat goes wild
They dance till Fall
Small fairies prance
In Evergreens
They sing in tune
With reeds and leaves
Like falling rain
If patters he trees
When day breaks through
Clouds sigh their snow
Filled bodies bow
To fairies songs
In groves filled high
With prancing beats
Of wild Fall winds.
They dance till Fall
Small fairies prance
In Evergreens
They sing in tune
With reeds and leaves
Like falling rain
If patters he trees
When day breaks through
Clouds sigh their snow
Filled bodies bow
To fairies songs
In groves filled high
With prancing beats
Of wild Fall winds.