Have you ever slept under the old chestnut tree
With head on your arms feelin' careless and free
Dozing Idle hours on a July mid-day
Mind free of thoughts on a lemon emerald hay
The songbirds will sing so gentle a tune
That will surely touch your heart and then melt by the noon
Dreams of fair fairies on a flowery bed
Will soothe you of your weariness and kiss you in red
Much cherished are the moments of escaping mid-day
Don't try too hard, let the nature choose her way...
Then the grey clouds will gather in thunderous layers
Wind in the willows, they're hushing li'l prayers
A lavender lightning will wake you up in time
Bliss frothing your heart your dim light sure to shine