The Dream
Written by The Moody Blues Graeme Edge (their Drummer) and Janis Ian.

It's a short poem for sure but they manage to cover love, life ,death and the seasons! Enjoy...

When the white eagle of the North is flying overhead

And the browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter dead

Remember then the summer birds with wings of fire flaying

Came to witness springs new hope, born of leaves decaying

And as new life will come from death

Love will come at leisure

Love of love, love of life and giving without measure

Gives in return a wondrous yearn for a promise almost seen

Live hand in hand and together we'll stand

On the threshold of a dream