Late November Lyrics - Denny Sandy

(Sandy Denny) 

The wine it was drunk 

The ship it was sunk 

The shot it was dead 

All the sorrows were drowned 

The birds they were clouds 

The brides and the shrouds 

And as we drew south 

The mist it came down 

The wooded ravine 

To the wandering stream 

The serpent he moved 

But no one would say 

The depths of the waters 

The bridge which distraught us 

And brought to me thoughts 

Of the ill-fated day 

The temples were filled 

With the strangest of creatures 

One played it by ear 

On the banks of the sea 

That one was found 

But the others they went under 

Oh, the tears which are shed 

They won't come from me 

The methods of madness 

The pathos and the sadness 

God help you all 

The insane and wise 

The black and the white 

And the darkness of the night 

I see only smoke 

From the chimneys arise 

The pilot he flew 

All across the sky and woke me 

He flew so low 

On the mercury sea 

The dream it came back 

All about the tall brown people 

The sacred young herd 

On the phosphorus sand