C5
All the riders on the rise
F5
Circlers from every side
All the riders on the rise
Circlers from every side

A5
Eyes up!
               G5
Light floods around
in a yellow shadow after night
Comes down
in a grand fall (?)
in a dull dumb swipe.
And all?s white.

C5
Fire painting on the pines
F5
And hawks above the timber-line
Water weeping from the ice
Water weeping from the ice

A5
Heat is lost
                             G5  
Winter rocks into a lonely boxwood grove
And quiet snowfall
Smothers all of the lawns
Where the ladies coughed and cried,
F5                      G5
"I don't want to be there when it's time!"

C5
The dying stag is on his side
F5
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers
The dying stag is on his side
The dying stag is on his side
The wind is beating through the briers
The wind is beating through the briers

A5
Waves on the graves of the saints
      G5  
Dull grey as the sea pushes land away
Dull ache when you wake
Grey smoke shows the way you walk
down by when it?s time
F5                     G5
I don't want to be there when it's time

       E5
To go down, down
F5
I don't want to go down there alone
Down down
I don't want to go down there alone

E5 F5
Down down down down
Down down down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Down down
Ooh