The coolness of the riverbank
And the whispering of the reeds
Daybreak is not so very far away
Enchanted and spellbound
In the silence they lingered
And rowed the boat
As the light grew steadily strong
And the birds were silent
As they listened for the heavenly music
And the river played the song
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The song dream happened and the cloven hoofed piper
Played in that holy ground
Where they felt the awe and wonder
And they all were unafraid of the great God pan
And the wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
When the vision vanished
They heard a choir of birds singing
In the heavenly silence, between the trance and the reeds
And they stood upon the lawn and listened to the silence
Of the wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
Its the wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn
The wind in the willows
And the piper at the gates of dawn