Tekstovi: Decemberists. The King Is Dead. June Hymn.
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
Standing on the landing with the war
You shouldered all the night before
And once upon it yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
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 yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
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 yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
Summer comes to Springville Hill
Summer comes to Springville Hill
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
Standing on the landing with the war
You shouldered all the night before
And once upon it yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
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 yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
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 yellow bonnets garland all the lawn
And you were waking, day was breaking a panoply of song
Summer comes to Springville Hill
Summer comes to Springville Hill
The King Is Dead