Greenhouse Songtext
von Anthony Phillips

Hear a west wind calling
I hear it calling my name
Snow on Greenland falling
The ice is melting away

Sitting in a greenhouse painted green
None to be picked and none to be seen
Standing by a harbour soaking rain
Why must the sky bring rain back again?

With an angel talking
She′s asking black, "Why don't you?"
A train from Plymouth street
He sinks the galleons with his goods


Climbing up a creek and chasing flies
Untip their wings and look in their eyes
Standing on a steamboat staging time
Time to be saved and time to be nine

Footsteps in a blizzard point the way to go
Heads of marble snowmen miles and miles from home

Sleeping on an Interstellar plane
Sleeping on an Interstellar plane
Sleeping on an Interstellar plane
Sleeping on an Inter-

Sitting in a greenhouse painted green
None to be picked and none to be seen
Sleeping on an Interstellar plane
Will we return to find it again?