Pack Up Your Sorrows

I've seen King Henry's armor
I've seen ravens who could not fly
Castles surrounded by yew trees
And rooks nests that covered the sky

Spring is in the ground, brown patches,
near snow white dungarees
Streched out around the treees
Near budding branches
flowers born
a bearer of enchantment
holding my hand I heard her say
Thank you for a lovely day.

The river's running bubbling friend
dream flowers on the rapids
Raising colors everywhere
Life's celebration reaching there
saying this is all I have to give.
Won't you come, won't you come
and share the way I live.

The snow still hugs the town
and old white sky is still around
People bundled up with cares
and good friends making it somewhere
while birds sing to the gentle grey
Thank you, thank you for a lovely day.