Song | June Hymn |
Artist | The Decemberists |
Album | iTunes Session: The Decemberists |
Here's a hymn to welcome in the day | |
Heralding a summer's early sway | |
And all the bulbs all coming in | |
To begin | |
The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens | |
Disrupts my reverie again | |
Pegging clothing on the line | |
Training jasmine how to vine | |
Up the arbor to your door | |
And more | |
You're standing on the landing with the war | |
You shouldered all the night before | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
A barony of ivy in the trees | |
Expanding out its empire by degrees | |
And all the branches burst to bloom | |
In the boom | |
Heaven sent this cardinal maroon | |
To decorate our living room | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
And years from now when this old light | |
Isn't ambling anymore | |
Will I bring myself to write | |
“I give my best to Springville Hill” | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
End |
Here' s a hymn to welcome in the day | |
Heralding a summer' s early sway | |
And all the bulbs all coming in | |
To begin | |
The thrushes bleating battle with the wrens | |
Disrupts my reverie again | |
Pegging clothing on the line | |
Training jasmine how to vine | |
Up the arbor to your door | |
And more | |
You' re standing on the landing with the war | |
You shouldered all the night before | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
A barony of ivy in the trees | |
Expanding out its empire by degrees | |
And all the branches burst to bloom | |
In the boom | |
Heaven sent this cardinal maroon | |
To decorate our living room | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
And years from now when this old light | |
Isn' t ambling anymore | |
Will I bring myself to write | |
" I give my best to Springville Hill" | |
And once upon it | |
The yellow bonnets | |
Garland all the lawn | |
And you were waking | |
And day was breaking | |
A panoply of song | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
And summer comes to Springville Hill | |
End |