Lyrics

High green chilly winds and windy vines in loops Around entwining shafts of lavender They're crawling to the sun Wonder who will water all the children of the garden As they sigh about the barren lack of rain Droop so hungry 'neath the sky Underfoot the ground is patched With climbing arms of ivy wrapped Around the manzanita stark and shiny in the breeze William Tell has stretched his bow 'Til it won't stretch no furthermore And/or it will require a change that hasn't come before