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gerald finzi – where the picnic was lyrics

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where we made the fire
in the summer time
of branch and briar
on the hill to the sea
i slowly climb
through winter mire
and scan and trace
the forsaken place
quite readily

now a cold wind blows
and the grass is gray
but the spot still shows
as a burnt circle + aye
and stick+ends, charred
still strew the sward
whereon i stand
last relic of the band
who came that day!

yes, i am here
just as last year
and the sea breathes brine
from its strange straight line
up hither, the same
as when we four came
+ but two have wandered far
from this grassy rise
into urban roar
where no picnics are
and one + has shut her eyes
for evermore

- gerald finzi lyrics

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