Three Dreamers (2009 Digital Remaster)-Bert Jansch

[00:07.28]Under the archway across the cold courtyard [00:14.47]Up the stone stairway all pitted and worn [00:20.69]To a room in a shambles with orange-boxes for chairs [00:27.70]Our lives lay scattered still yet to be born [00:34.18] [00:40.32]Daylight would show you the cracks in the ceiling [00:47.11]Wallpaper hanging all tattered and torn [00:53.66]It looks like a junkyard of paraphernalia [01:00.54]Where three dreamers dreamed dreams still yet to be born [01:08.09] [01:13.26]One was a dreamer a love-torn romantic [01:19.77]Who sang ballads of barons and ladies forlorn [01:26.35]Who carved love-chains of oakwood to capture his sweethearts [01:33.72]And life lay before him still yet to be born [01:40.52] [01:46.00]The other was a maker of dreams from his fingers [01:52.71]Like a harp from old Ireland that would play night and morn [01:59.40]He would weave you and spin you a yarn to remember [02:06.39]And leave you with sweet dreams still yet to be born [02:14.08]