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Phoenix Recordings (1976)
There's something that sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow -
A piper :
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."
I see him when I turn the lights down low,
In my garden, wading through the pond.
Resting so ------------.
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."
I've called him by every name I know,
By every name I know,
But he won't answer me.
He keeps coming forward, but never moving.
Is there no destiny here?
It sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow -
A piper :
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."
Phoenix Recordings (1976)
There's something that sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow -
A piper :
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."
I see him when I turn the lights down low,
In my garden, wading through the pond.
Resting so ------------.
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."
I've called him by every name I know,
By every name I know,
But he won't answer me.
He keeps coming forward, but never moving.
Is there no destiny here?
It sounds like a song
In my garden, by the willow -
A piper :
"Oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo, oohoo, ahoo..."






![Kate Bush - December Will Be Magic Again
(1980)
December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.
Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Oh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
(Fall!) [backwards]
Like the snow.
Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But dont you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Oh, with a little luck.)
December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Oh, its quiet inside,
Here in Oscars mind.
December will be magic again.
Dont miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Dont let the mystery go now.
Oh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Oh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
(Fall!) [backwards]
Like the snow.
Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But dont you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Oh, with a little luck.)
Oh, Im coming to cover the lovers.
Oh, and Im coming to sparkle the dark up.
Oh, and Im coming to cover the muck up. Kate Bush - December Will Be Magic Again](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ZemtYqQrLuw/mqdefault.jpg)



