Robin Williamson - Ducks on a Pond lyrics

Ducks on a pond, ducks on a pond Very pretty swimming round The lion and the unicorn journey very far The answers are the question, sir The lady soothes the lion's fur Meek as a lamb he follows her Wherever angels are Sing me something I asked the ice it would not say But only cracked or moved away I thought I knew me yesterday Whoever sings this song Ducks on a pond, ducks on a pond Very pretty swimming round Greetings on you kings in the sky Who'll buy me a mynah bird Play me a magic word Speak of hopes with thoughts absurd Thoughts floating by Little ducks, pretty birds Clouds across the sky Sing me something I asked the ice it would not say But only cracked or moved away I thought I knew me yesterday Whoever sings this song Moving pieces on the plains of Troy Carving faces on the rocks of joy Pretty lady washing the tiles Soapy pictures like crocodiles Chilly, chilly, chilly, chilly winds blowing Lovely spring coming soon I wear my body like a caravan Gipsy rover in a magic land Misty mountains where the eagles fly Lonely valleys where the lost ones cry I had a little letter full of paper Inky scratches everywhere Always looking, looking for a paradise island Help me find it everywhere Peaco*ks talking of the colour grey Awaking soundly in darkest day A howling tempest on a silent sea Lovely Jesus nailed to a tree I had a little letter full of paper Inky scratches everywhere Always looking, looking for a paradise island Help me find it everywhere Mad as the moon when Merlin falls Silver castles and silver halls Taking lessons from the piper's son Learn to play while the world is young Boys and girls come out to play The moon doth shine as bright as day Leave your sorrows and leave your sleep And join your playfellows in the street Come with a whoop or come with a call Come with a goodwill or not at all Up the ladder and down the wall A ha'penny loaf will serve for all Following my fortune now the Holy Grail is found And the Holy Bread of Heaven it is given all around Farewell sorrow, praise God the open door I ain't got no home in this world any more Poor as the birds but to give their song away Gathering possessions round to make a fine array Dark was the night, praise God the open door I ain't got no home in this world anymore