chris spurrell

I stand in a field alone keeping watch
The sun and the moon are my only clock
In the morning and evening I'll always be there
I never go off for a walk anywhere.
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I look out of my window what do I see
Why only the moon peeping down on me
Gone are the trees they're nowhere in sight
Everythings black except for the lights
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Night is approaching the light fades away
Darkness is creeping to take over from day
Out come the animals that hunt in the night
The fox or the badger can give you a fright
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The day begins full of peace but there's a storm brewing in the east
Clouds that were white now turn to grey it going to be a stormy day
Way up high in turbulent skies dark black clouds now float by
Silver patterns light up the sky as lightining flashes all around
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I wish I was a bird flying high in the sky
Swooping and soaring way up high
Up and down mountains all on my own
Then back to my nest where I've made my home
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What do I see in this world today
Where is the love the joy and the laughter
People are frightened by what they here and they see
I think that everyone just wants to be free
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Welcome to this summer's day
The dawn will bring the songbirds
To sing their morning songs
And the sun is creeping over the horizion
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Where are the forests that were once green
Where are the animals none can be seen
Where are the fish that once swam in our seas
Where are the birds that once flew free
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Four little paws and two bright eyes
When he's around everything flies
Plants will go over and down on the floor
But he'll scamper around then out of the door
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Away from the city I can't wait to be
The hustle and bustle I want to be free
Where people are stranger's in every day life
To my home in the country where everything 's right
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The place I like to be on a stormy day
Is down on the shore with a rolling sea
The waves are so high they seem to touch the sky
And the salty spray will sting your eyes
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The coutryside is quiet and serene
And men in red coats can be seen
Riding through fields and over the stiles
Those horses must run for miles and miles
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Golden sunsets in deep blue skies in the island of my dreams
With waterfalls cascading down and trees of rich deep green
The birds of many colours flying in and out their branches
So many different songs they sing a choir across the land
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Daffodils and Bluebells are covering the ground
The countryside is alive with colour and sound
Gone are the frost and the cold wind that blew
Now spring has arrived and everything's new
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The spring planting was done and fruits ripen under the sun
The farmers have worked hard through the year
Now is the time to reap what they sowed
The wheat and the barley are about to be mowed
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Born in the yearof eighteen seventy four
This great man was the son of a lord
Well educated at Harrow and Sandhurst
He joined the army on his twenty first
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You hang up in a darken sky
And millions of stars are by your side
The constellations all around you lie
Now and then a comet will pass you by
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From colours untold to winter white
From hot sunny days to snow and ice
From warm mellow evenings to an icy chill
And long winter evenings we have to fill.
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Give to the children a world that is free
From all kinds of anger frustration and greed
This world as it is now is no place to be
Are your eyes open do you really see
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The sound of the birds this summer morn
Singing so sweetly as they herald the dawn
Their morning chorus sung for all to hear
Can anything be sweeter for all our ears
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