Текст песни The Blasting Company - Over The Garden Wall

[Verse 1]
At night when the lake is a mirror,
And the moon rides the waves to the shore,
A single soul sets his voice singing,
Content to be slightly forlorn

[Verse 2]
A song rises over the lilies, (*Waa-ooh waa-ooh*)
Sweeps high to clear over the reeds,
And over the bulrushes swaying,
To pluck at a pair of heartstrings

[Verse 3]
Two voices, now they are singing,
Then ten, as the melody soars,
Round the shimmering pond all are joining in song,
As it carries their reverie on

[Verse 4]
Over the treetops and mountains,
Over the blackened ravines,
Then softly it falls by a house near a stream,
And over the garden wall

To thee...