all upon the square

movement of cloud across the sky
in afternoon we hope for peace
birds in and out of the vent fly
movement of cloud across the sky

each of us our true trade must ply
each batsman stand up at the crease
movement of cloud across the sky
in afternoon we hope for peace

at hours like these we hope for time
to do the things we know we need
the sun has fallen far from prime
at hours like thse we hope for time

to deny this beauty would be crime
on this soft light our hearts must feed
at hours like this we hope for time
to do the things we know we need

words fill my mind and will not go
each of them messages of light
this afternoon time will move slow
words fill my mind and will not go

there's so much left we have to know
such matters are not ones of right
words fill my mind and will not go
each of them messages of light

and now we come to the best game
one played with magic thoughts and words
not one of us need take the blame
and now we come to the best game

our futures are not calm or tame
memories glide away like birds
and now we come to the best game
one played with magic thoughts and words

the freshest shoots proclaim new life
the eye is calmed by sight of green
with thoughts the active mind is rife
the freshest shoots proclaim new life

calm is desired in place of strife
all that we covet can't be seen
the freshest shoots proclaim new life
the eye is calmed by sight of green

music replaces thought with speed
our hearts are filled with magic sound
our minds rejoice at each met need
music replaces thought with speed

we move at once from plan to deed
each of us stands on friendly ground
music replaces thought with speed
our hearts are filled with magic sound

the power that comes from each pressed key
fills normal hearts with joy and charm
with inner light new truths we'll see
the power that comes from each pressed key

true folk won't serve on bended knee
but still will seek to banish harm
the power that comes from each pressed key
fills normal hearts with joy and charm

at points we'll pass far beyond day
not one of us but knows what hurts
we're all at one with mud and clay
at points we'll pass far beyond day

who knows the sort of thing we'd say
if truth and honour came in spurts
at points we'll pass far beyond day
not one of us but knows what hurts

in time we'll come to the best place
from which to bring life to its height
our hearts are filled with their due grace
in time we'll come to the best place

true love will rest upon each face
though all know that the weight is slight
in time we'll come to the best place
from which to bring life to its height