Rose Hip November — Vashti Bunyan

Rose hip November - autumn I'll remember Gold landing at our door, catch one leaf and fortune will surround you evermore

Pine tree very tall, waiting for snow to fall Mist hangs very still, caught by dawn in castle moats around the sleeping hill

Now a pipe is heard happy is the shepherd Shepherdess and dog, father of the pastureland and mother of the flock

Rosehip November - autumn I'll remember Gold landing at our door, catch one Leif and fortune will surround you Evermore, evermore, evermore