Cry for the Greenwoods

Where go ye now, you harrowed souls? And what bears ye in the shadows? Once sprung from earth, now assailed by fire Will you find peace or just the ashes? I mourn our streams, and I mourn our fields And I mourn our days so lately Whence comes the light, if all stars have died? In this silent world, where life has sighed its last The willows weep, where children once played Now only echoes through time, so swiftly conveyed [Chorus] O' cry for the greenwoods, cry for the morn Cry for the life that will never be born Gone are the roses, gone is the rye Gone are the seasons beneath the sky No more the thrush sings a song to the dawn No more the future, for all is withdrawn I cry for the earth that we cherished so dear For the whispers of hope that no longer we hear [Chorus] O' cry for the greenwoods, cry for the morn Cry for the life that will never be born [Verse] See not the sun, nor the blue of the skies No more shall roll the seas nor the tides Gone are the blooms, and so too the bees Who’ll sing the songs when there’s naught on the breeze? I yearn for the laughter, I yearn for the song I yearn for the days, now forever gone