[Verse 1]
I heard all your reasons
I heard all your plans
I have seen the seasons
Clutched up in your hands

You're the one eyed feather
You're the lion's mane
Swear you've heard the weather
Calling out your name

[Chorus]
There'll be no more winters
There'll be no more spring and
There'll be no more dinner bells
Left for you to ring
There'll be no more dinner bells
Dinner bells to ring

[Verse 2]
The maestro learns the music
Musicians learn to dance
There'll be no more trumpets
There'll be no more flutes
No more clapping hands