On That Long Ago Lazy Day-Stone Breath

[ti:On That Long Ago Lazy Day] [ar:Stone Breath] [al:The Long Lost Friend: A Patchwork] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]On That Long Ago Lazy Day - Stone Breath [00:10.14]O the drums are so mournful [00:12.82] [00:13.34]My dear oh my love [00:15.86] [00:16.79]As my thoughts they are turning your way [00:20.94] [00:23.66]Where are the eyes I beheld with my own [00:28.62] [00:29.37]On that long ago lazy day [00:33.95] [00:40.00]Dead are the deeds on the stark battlefield [00:44.99] [00:45.87]The stench of the flesh sickens me [00:50.38] [00:52.77]I slept soaking wet and the worms ate my bread [00:58.27] [00:59.10]And the mourning of men filled the air [01:03.63] [01:09.46]O green are the leaves on the old apple tree [01:14.77] [01:15.82]Those sweet perfumed blossoms of spring [01:20.02] [01:22.70]Entwined in your hair a smile in your eyes [01:28.10] [01:28.97]The soft blade of grass for a ring [01:33.26] [01:49.55]Warm are the loaves that cool on the sill [01:54.58] [01:55.42]To the song of the clear trickling stream [01:59.95] [02:02.29]The good clean smell of the rough woven sheets [02:08.07] [02:08.89]The song of the children at play [02:13.14] [02:19.07]O the drums are so mournful [02:21.43] [02:22.30]My dear oh my love [02:24.45] [02:25.19]As my thoughts they are turning your way [02:29.52] [02:32.59]Where are the eyes I beheld with my own [02:37.51] [02:38.62]On that long ago lazy day