Earth and Fire (1970)

The leaves are smashed on the riverside
The trees are burning and they’re crying bright
pale face waves through the chasing clouds
Like a [bad word] who is just blacking out

Where is this place, this vivid shady land
Where young lovers go and walk hand in hand
There we will be in our fate of being blind
And there we will dance and make love with our mind
Oh vivid shady land

The leaves have landed on the riverwaves
The trees are staring like crosses on their graves
The pale face is wasted, there’s a glorious sun
The [bad word] is sleeping, a new day is born

Why, tell me why must [bad word] to and end?
Where is the keeper of the key to this land?
We’re ready to pay for the dews of this sight
So we sure will pay before we die inside
Oh vivid shady land

The leaves are smashed on the riverside
The trees are burning and they’re crying bright
pale face waves through the chasing clouds
Like a [bad word] who is just blacking out

Where is this place, this vivid shady land
Where young lovers go and walk hand in hand
There we will be in our fate of being blind
And there we will dance and make love with our mind
Oh vivid shady land