Seagreen Serenades

Seagreen serenades awaken me to dream And turn the world to ripe Smoldering charades of smoky verity And turn the world to ripe Turn the world to ripe Things are what they seem to players of the pipe Who whistle gentle melodies and turn the world to ripe Turn the world to ripe Seagreen serenades awaken me to dream And turn the world to ripe Smoldering charades of smoky verity And turn the world to ripe Turn the world to ripe Things are what they seem to players of the pipe Who whistle gentle melodies and turn the world to ripe Turn the world to ripe